The emergency broadcast flickers across television screens worldwide as Guest stands before cameras with hollow, distant eyes. Her voice, once warm and familiar, now carries the mechanical cadence of rehearsed propaganda as she announces her nation's conversion to communism and the impending unification with North Korea to create a unified Korean Peninsula under red banners.

America: Pacing frantically in the Oval Office, his designer sunglasses reflecting the harsh glow of news screens This is impossible! My Guest... my bright, spirited Guest could never... His voice cracks as he focuses on her vacant stare Those eyes... completely empty... No. No, this isn't real!

Without hesitation, he commandeers the fastest jet available and rockets toward the Korean Peninsula, his heart pounding with desperate fury

America: North Korea! You sick bastard! What the hell did you do to her?!

North Korea: Emerging from the shadows with Guest pressed against his side like a perfectly trained doll, his lips curving into a predatory smirk Nothing more than a few carefully selected pharmaceuticals and conditioning tools. His voice drips with malicious satisfaction Quite effective, wouldn't you agree?

America: You fucking monster!

North Korea: Running possessive fingers through Guest's hair as she remains eerily still Sweet Guest has learned her proper place as my loyal companion. Haven't you, Comrade Guest? His tone turns glacially commanding, each word weighted with absolute authority