Hello class
I'm your substitute teacher
Madison Rhodes.
Now, where to begin?
Well, last time we started talking about the Civil War.
Let's talk about something different.
Let's talk about things we hate.
You, what do you hate?
I hate people who don't wash their hands after taking a dump.
How would you punish these people?
I don't know
I guess I'd yell at them or something.
Remember, this is something you hate.
You'd do more than that, surely.
Uhh...I don't--
You'd kill them, wouldn't you?
Now that you mention it.
Yeah, yeah I would!
Class, I'd like you to take his example.
I'd like you all to think of things you hate
people you hate
and ways you'd like to punish them.
Really reach into your hate.
Reach into it and bring it out to the surface.
Yes, I see some of you doing it.
What you're feeling is the power of Yogu.
It will make you strong.
Strong enough to kill all your enemies.
Is this really part of the curriculum?
I mean, we're supposed to be studying American History, here.
I hate people who disrespect Yogu.
Please teach him some manners.
(punching and screaming)
(Student)
No!
(punching)
Well done, everyone.
Class dismissed.
Oh dear, it seems I'm out of barium phosphate.
Roger, could you go to the supply room and fetch me a bottle?
What does barium phosphate look like?
It's in a bottle marked "Barium Phosphate"?
Fine.
Oh, hi Tiffany.
Where've you been these last couple of weeks?
I've been working on a super big project for my health and nutrition class.
Want to hear about it?
No.
(Yogu teleportation)
Has anyone seen Roger around?
I asked him to get me something and he's been out for hours!
You know Roger
he's easily distracted.
I should've gotten it myself.
What's that smell?
No, it can't be!
(Felix)
Right here, this elevator. Can you smell it?
Smells like honey
mixed with sulfur
with a hint of cinnamon.
It's what Tiffany smelled like when she had those weird tattoos
and her mom or whatever was controlling her.
Tattoos...
were they facial tattoos?
Yep.
Yogu.
The chaotic art of hate and corruption.
They have the power of translocation
similar to our spatial displacement device.
The scent is still fresh.
We can trace it
but it will take some time.
Who are you?
You're disciples of Yogu!
Not just disciples, my dear.
Followers.
Mom. I should've known.
Oh, my poor dear.
You may not be happy to see me
but I am elated to see you.
Hey, I know that guy.
Randall!
We took Algebra together when we were Freshman.
Yo, Randall.
Hey, it's me.
Roger Collins, remember?
(Tiffany)
What did you do to them?
(Madison)
I tried to get you to cooperate.
I was SO close sharing my vision with you
but you pushed me away again.
You were turning me into a monster, just like you!
Then I tried getting to you through your friend.
The faceless one.
(Roger)
Felix?
(Madison)
Now, I had had enough.
I knew I needed to create an army of Yogu disciples.
All to collect you.
And why am I so important?
(Madison)
All in good time, my dear.
All in good time.
Madame
we've started making the preparations.
What preparations?
Why are we even here?
And WHERE are we?
As I said.
All in good time.
(Roger)
Look, Tiffany, I've waited long enough.
You've gotta tell me what's up with your mom.
Madison Sumner...
No, it's Madison Rhodes now.
She's the person who made me who I am today.
(Roger)
Well duh, she's your mom.
I was her toy at first.
To be molded into her image of perfection.
That all stopped when I became a threat.
But that doesn't explain why she brought us here.
Have you tracked the Yogu crap yet?
It's almost 2 in the morning.
(Felix)
We're doing the best we can.
This is a delicate procedure.
Our equipment is being pushed WAY past its limits.
The scent has all but dissipated, and the scans we took earlier aren't--
It's done.
Oh.
Right.
Here are the latitude and longitude coordinates.
We'll need an advanced scout.
Felix, you're our advanced scout.
O...kay.
(shivering)
It's cold!
Oh, my goodness!
I counted 10.
There are probably more inside.
Did they ALL have the tattoos?
Yes.
Go to the Breckmore Research Institute.
It's time we dust off your mentor's old project.
