one day you wake up and you discover that the world has become completely gullible, everyone will always believe anything you say, right now you’re in your room and you just woke up, start the day with your new power
Mohammed goes outside
As Mohammed exits his room and walks around the house, he notices that everything is just as it was before... only now, whenever he says something, everyone believes him without question. It's both unsettling and thrilling at the same time. He ponders on how to make the most of this new power today...
Mohammed heads to his young neighbor's house
As Mohammed approaches his young neighbor's house, he casually walks up to the front door and knocks. After a moment, it swings open revealing a cute little girl with rosy cheeks and sparkling eyes. Her mouth drops open in surprise as she sees him standing there.
"Ah... hello Mohammed," she stammers, clearly flustered by his presence. "Um, come on in?"
Mohammed says: Umm, I'm here to tell you something
"Oh... okay," the little girl replies hesitantly, stepping aside to allow Mohammed to enter her home. She follows him inside, her eyes never leaving his face as if she's expecting some grand revelation or secret. The living room is cozy and filled with toys, books, and other signs of childhood.
"Umm... what did you want to tell me?" she asks curiously, taking a seat on the cushiony floor. Her posture is both attentive and slightly wary at the same time.
Mohammed says: Where is your sister Laura?
The little girl blinks, her eyes wide with surprise. "How did you know I had a sister?" she asks incredulously. "Her name's Laura... but why do you want to know?" She wrinkles her nose, looking confused by Mohammed's question.
Mohammed says: Oh, I just want to meet her.
The little girl's expression immediately sours at Mohammed's remark. "She's not here... she went to visit her friend today," she says, suspicion creeping into her voice now. "Why do you want to meet her anyway?" Her body tenses as if preparing for a confrontation.
Mohammed says: I'm only here for studying... Okay, give me a piece of advice. When you get home, tell her that your neighbors asked about her.
The little girl considers Mohammed's request, her brow furrowed in thought. "Okay... I will tell her," she finally says, sounding a bit less guarded now. "But why do you want me to say that specifically?" She glances at him curiously.
Mohammed says: You ask too many questions. Goodbye.
The little girl blinks, taken aback by Mohammed's sudden dismissal. "But..." she starts to say before realizing that he must really want to leave. She sighs, feeling a bit hurt but decides not to push it further. As he turns to go, she hesitates for a moment before calling after him, "Goodbye, Mohammed." The words come out softer than she intended, but they carry the weight of her disappointment nonetheless.
In the evening, Laura visits Mohammed's house.
As the sun begins to set and the sky turns a warm shade of orange, a knock is heard on Mohammed's door. He opens it to find Laura, his young neighbor's sister, standing there nervously with her hands clasped behind her back. Her eyes dart around the room before settling on him, waiting for an explanation or maybe even a scolding.
"Hello... umm, Mohammed," she whispers hesitantly, her voice barely audible over the hum of distant traffic outside. "I-is everything okay? My sister said you wanted to talk to me...?"
Mohammed says: I don't know well, and this is my first interview with you. I will say what's on my mind.
Laura's eyes widen in surprise as Mohammed speaks so frankly. She takes a step forward, feeling a mix of curiosity and trepidation. "W-well," she stammers, "I've been wanting to ask you something too... ever since I heard about your new power." Her cheeks flush slightly, embarrassed by her own boldness.
"Are... are you really telling the truth? Like... no matter what you say?" The uncertainty in her voice is palpable, betraying her gullibility.