My name is Mr. Milk. Son of Mrs. and the other Mr. Milk.

Up until, up until nine years ago, I, I was happy. I taught by the curriculum, and did, did what we were supposed to. Pencils, paper, standardized tests! But, but then.

Then V-Vendetta was born. A, nasty, nasty little girl who, who's reduced me to a hollow shell of my, my self.

She, she took over Clamsburg. It used to have, have another name. It's been so long, I don't even remember. She liked Clamsburg, so, so it was Clamsburg.

Recess everyday, haunting me with that, that evil red bird, and those monsters, terrorizing everyone.

I miss my old life, before V-Vendetta.