Wednesday: The Truth Unravels
The phone seemed to have a mind of its own, playing video after video of Elon’s meltdown. One clip showed him in a conference room surrounded by monitors, each displaying plummeting cryptocurrency values.
“This was supposed to be the future!” he ranted, slamming his fists on the table. “Digital gold, they said! But without electricity, it’s just… nothing!”
“He’s losing it,” Roman said, shaking his head.
Another clip showed Elon staring at a darkened screen, muttering, “Mom always told me to have a backup plan. Should’ve listened. Should’ve listened…”
“Wait,” Ivy Mae said, leaning closer. “Who is his mom?”
“Doesn’t matter,” Jas said, though their curiosity was piqued. “He’s clearly gone off the deep end.”