this is just a book im reading and need the audio function! so dont waste time here im already in chapte 55 or something

1 month later

*Load 100% completed*

   "You feel better buddy?"

   "That's it, you're ready. I'll tell my boss, you must be ready to go to performance today."

   What? Where am I? As I woke up in a stage, I looked at my hands and all of my body; I can't see any wound on me, but... how is that possible if I was supposed to be crushed for all that rubble? Did they find me there? I have so many questions that I have no idea what to do.

   I have in my body a new memory card with different instructions, it says:

   - Bonnie.
   - 8 years old.
   - Purple rabbit.
   - The friend of all children.
   - Guitarist.
   - Love for pizza.

   My first memory card, which is still inside of me, didn't have any information about myself. So... I'm a rabbit? Oh, of course! I remember when I met Freddy, he told me that I must have been Bonnie the "rabbit"; then he did know all about me, that also explains the large of my ears and this white fluffy tail right behind me.

   I don't know where I am yet, all I can remember are those memories about me in that worn fabric falling down, and the poor Ivy being thrown by that strange creature, I bet all the troubles were because of it. But I swear, for my life and for everything she gave me, I'll make that creature pay for everything, I swear I will, for you, Ivy.

   I'm listening to some kind of voices, some children and adults' voices in the other side of this red curtain in from of me, beside, this place seems to be a theatre: a long red curtain, lights, stereo and a Gibson Flying V red guitar, or at least that's what it says on itself. I guess I'll just wait until I could know where I am.

   "Welcome everybody to your new and favorite restaurant MoonLight! Please let me introduce you the new face of this restaurant, Bonnie the Bunny!"

   I hear a lot of people and children excited and clapping right behind this curtain, and I don't know w... Oh! The curtain is opening.

   "How are you, Bonnie!?" "Hi Bonnie!" "Bravo!" "¡Rabbit Bonnie!" "I'm starving!"

   When the curtain opened, I could see I was in a fast food restaurant called "MoonLight". It was full of children and their parents in front of the stage and along the restaurant. This entire place place is light blue, there are some little and white stars and moons painted on the walls, even the tables are moons: with a round form. Right now there are two white spotlights on me, and all the children down there are clapping to me, cheering me up. This is the first time I'm going to perform to somebody, and beside, they're excited to see me. This is awesome! I'll activate my new memory card now.

*MoonLight Bonnie activated*

   "Hey, hey, hey! How are you, little buddies!?"

   "Good!" everybody said together.

   "Would y'all like to hear one of Bonnie's favorite songs?"

   "Yeah!"

   "I can't hear you!"

   Everybody replied louder.

   "Alright, then let's get started!"

   I feel kind of weird and funny myself saying these phrases, even I make myself laugh, but I don't care, as long as I see these children full of joy, it's definitely worth it if I can see them smiling to me. Now I'll play my guitar, I have no clue what song I'm going to play though, but I think the card has all the information.

   Here it is, an electric guitar, now...

   Playlist:
   AUD05072019EU1833.MP3
   AUD03072005EU1530.MP3
   AUD130720'3EU1836.MP3
   AUD49072017EU4830.MP3
   AUD27072019EU1850.MP3
   AUD06072010EU1822.MP3

   Oh, great, now I'll never know what song I'm playing. Ok, I guess I'll just know it by playing one of them. How about this one?

   AUD130720'3EU1836.MP3 playing...

   Deep down in Louisiana close to New Orleans
   Way back up in the woods among the evergreens
   There stood a log cabin made of earth and wood
   Where lived a country boy named Johnny B. Goode...

*   *   *

   Wow! I sound like a God playing my guitar, I had no idea where did that voice come from, but I love it! The children and their parents are thrilled, I bet I saw some couples getting up from their chairs and came in front of the stage to dance this song I just finished. This is really funny!

That night

   "Ok, my friends, I guess that has been all for today, don't forget to drink your water and eat your vegetables, and thank you for coming to MoonLight See ya tomorrow!"

   The last family was leaving the place, and I was feeling really tired; sing and dance it's really exhausting. What educated children! They had the best behavior during my performance, so their parents let them come closer to me; this is a very comfortable and beautiful place.

   I've already found a little room where I can rest on a bed instead of standing up in the stage the whole night, it's not the best one, but it's better than that cold and gloomy room in the fabric. I have a lamp, some books to read, sheet music, drawers with stuff that I don't even know, but they're cool. I'm afraid I'll try to forget that accident in the fabric so I can make a better work, I don't want it to ruin my new beginning. I've always liked the idea of sitting down on the edge of a bed, and make the activities I like without a human threatening me for moving with no authorization. Despite the fact that I'm a robot, I feel free, I hope Ivy can watch me happy from beyond,  and watch that I will make that creature pay for her life, I'll find him to kill him, I promise. I was looking at myself in the bathroom's mirror, and I could see some fur growing on my chest, it's really weird because robots can't have hair, but anyway, I hope it won't look bad on me, maybe I'm just growing up, although robots can't... Mmmm... I think it would be better to stop saying robots can't do some things because, in the short time I've lived, we can do anything and more, I'm almost like a human, but I'm not.

   Well I guess I'll go to bed, I'm having a lot of activities with the children tomorrow, I'm sure it's going to be exiting. When I fell asleep, in my dream I could see myself sleeping, as if I were a person who's looking at Bonnie sleeping peacefully on his bed for a new day, with a slight smile. 

   There's a drawer next to my bed with a lamp and a little daisy. Mmm.... Freddy, I would really like to see you one more time.

Bonnie is an animatronic robot, who was build in a worn fabric, where he will grow up physically and mentally until he gets to his best job, which is in Freddy Fazbear's Pizza, where he will know not just himself, but also someone who could change his life, Freddy Fazbear. Bonnie will have to accept who he really is, face the new feeling found into himself and overcome his catastrophic past

 Warning: This story might contain violence scene or inappropriate vocabulary, sexual scenes, etc.
 Another warning: The story contains "ships", "Fronnie's" in particular, therefore, Fronnie's scenes will take a while to show up, but they are there.

Hello how are you
Let me introduce myself I am the Author of this book (reflections). This book will mainly deal with my "Reflections" and Opinions on various topics.
I started this book because I want to practice my writing and one day become an Author and make a living writing books.
I have had many thoughts and ideas; to write my own Original books. But when I sit in front of the computer I go blank
So I thought about writing a fanfic, to practice my writing, but still, I was left blank. Despite also having many ideas and story and character development. I was blank; I did not know what to write or how to put my thoughts into words.
Then one night I got the idea to write a book about my thoughts.
And so this book was born.
I decided that the first chapter would be a presentation:
To begin, I want to say that I am: a Christian, I was born in a Christian home and raised in a Christian family.
I believe that God created the Universe and everything in it.
I also think and believe that everything happens because HE allows it to happen; if "good or bad" things happen.
I really like Anime; I started watching Anime at 12 years old. The first one I saw I saw it from YouTube on my cell phone. The first anime I saw was; Rurouni kenshin or (samurai X), I saw him until the fight with Shishio, after that fight it seemed to me that he lost quality and I didn't see him again.
The second anime that I also saw from YouTube on my cell phone was Medabots. I saw all the chapters.
Later I saw inuyasha but I left him because he bothered me with inuyasha. I don't remember the reason, but it did bother me a lot XD.
Then I saw Ranma ½ that anime I liked a lot. I was surprised to learn that it was the same Author as inuyasha. I saw all the chapters. The movie and the 14 ovas. But I haven't read the manga yet.
I started looking for animes in Latin Spanish and I found Kenichi. I watched all the chapters of the anime. and some time after reading a post on Facebook an image where he posted where the anime ended to continue it in the manga. I read all the chapters of the manga
About ½ after seeing Ranma, a relative loaned us his laptop. (The reason I was watching anime with the phone was because it had no speakers and it had outdated audio drivers and I didn't know anything. I thought I had a faulty audio card, but not that it had outdated drivers. I found out in 2019. all the time thinking it was the audio card but it was the drivers when I found out I was feeling stupid and ashamed of my ignorance).
Cough cough
 
As I was saying after my relative loaned us the laptop, I started watching anime on animeflv.
There I found To Love Ru, an anime that became my favorite for a long time. I liked the comedy and how the characters interacted, as well as the personality of the protagonist. And I think it's an excellent anime (it's one of those guilty tastes that I have). But if there's one thing I have to say that I didn't like it was the excess of ecchi and fanservice on the part of the authors and I think this really hurts the job. Because it's as if the authors thought more about pleasing the readers than developing the characters and the story.
Then I saw Soul Eater, Rosario + Vampire, Katekyo Hitman Reborn. Tengen Toppa Gurren Lagann and many other anime.
 (One Piece I saw almost 700 chapters without audio I stayed where Luffy defeats Doflamingo).
Since my computer had no audio, I started reading manga. I read them on TumangaOnline. That's when I read Kenichi, Rosario + Vampire, Re Monter. That's where I read the Manhua from Tales of Demos And Gods. In the comments I saw that someone commented that he had a novel and I liked it so much that I looked for it and that is how I started reading web novels.
 
I don't like watching sports on television. I find them very boring.
I like to exercise, although I am very lazy, (but it is not entirely my fault since I was born tired, after I was born the doctor had to pat me to cry) so sometimes or almost always I don't. (TT_TT)
I graduated from Bachiller of Science at the age of 15. and a few months later I passed the introductory course to study medicine. (Premedical).
And at 16 and a few months I started college. But I didn't make an effort to study, and as expected I ended up losing the year. And if he failed the last quarterly exam he ran the risk of being expelled, so requesting a temporary withdrawal from the university "accused of family problems."
As the new school term begins, I started with a slightly more focused and serious mindset. Two months after starting and being close to the first trimester exam. The teacher in charge of my year calls me and tells me that that year I cannot attend the school year, due to the withdrawal request that I had previously requested, that I had to wait at least one year before I could resume my studies.
After that I became very depressed.
After about 6 months had passed, my mother told me if she wanted to study education at another university. She told me that a friend told her that the introductory course was about to start and that few people signed up, and she asked me if I wanted to sign up. and I answered yes.
I passed the introductory with a high mark and started my first semester in the College of Education.
It goes without saying that history repeated itself, started the semester motivated but that motivation was gradually lost. Mainly because he had many free hours, due to the lack of teachers, who had left the country.
I finished spending the semester, (With some subjects postponed), but I had already lost the desire to continue so I did not continue attending.
 
It has been almost 5 or 6 years since I graduated from high school and I have not done anything with my life, I do not study and I do not work becoming a holder of the Neet Title.
Sometimes I wonder how my parents feel about me, they feel Disappointed. Annoying or perhaps proud, but how would they feel proud of me, if I have not done anything I have not achieved anything.
To be honest at this age I already saw myself as a successful person with a home of my own. Independent, and that I would have bought my parents a house on the beach. That I know, they would be proud of me, and I could take care of them.
Not like I am right now, the misguided and disappointing stereotype of an otaku.
But I don't want to continue as I am now. I want to be better. Beat myself.
 
That's why I want to be an Author making a living with what I like, writing novels, writing and exploring fantasy worlds, making people happy with my stories.
Horre my God. Honor my Parents, Honor my Family.
 
Doing what I like, working on what I like.

I wanted to write a book, but when I sat in front of the computer I was left blank and did not know what to write or how to write it, although I have many ideas and developments, I did not know how to translate. my ideas.
Then I came up with the idea to write a book about my thoughts and opinions on various topics. To practice my writing in that way.
I am Latin American and my mother tongue and the only language I know is Spanish.
I write the chapters in Spanish and translate them with the google translator. That is why I ask for your patience and tolerance to forgive my spelling mistakes.


The cover is not mine I downloaded it on pixabay and the user who published that beautiful images is rhemzART

    那些视察的官员走后，参加展销会的商人和顾客开始陆续进场。
　　虽然点点电子商务有限公司的展位布置得不错，很有国际范，可惜前来参观的观众很少，更别说前来询问的客商了。
　　直到下午，才有商人因为与隔壁展台的DVD厂家谈判不怎么顺利而走过来闲逛。
　　第一天的展销就这么在郁闷过去了，逛了一圈的姜小青听说居然没有做一个MP3的生意，又是惊讶又是沮丧。
　　不过，看到张涛峰、朱洪怀等人那副垂头丧气的样子，姜小青只好强装笑脸安慰大家，说还有两天，情况未必不会改善，毕竟今天也有几位外商询问了MP3。
　　第二天上午展销会继续进行，点点电子商务有限公司的展台依然没有几个客商光顾。
　　今天亲自充当导购员的姜小青虽然表情一如既往地淡定，但她内心还是有点焦虑，只是没有张涛峰、朱洪怀等人那样心急如焚而已。
　　就在快点午餐时间的时候，四个欧美客商如逛商店似地走了进来。四个专业模特对他们露出了灿烂的微笑。
　　走前面的白人朝他们笑了一下，然后指着MP3问道：“这是什么东西？”
　　张涛峰连忙走上前，也用英语说道：“先生们，中午好。这是我们生产的 MP3，是一种有微处理器控制的随身听。”
　　另一个年轻的白人有点惊讶地问道：“微处理器控制的随身听，不用光盘记录音乐？它叫MP3，是不是采取MPEG- Audio- Layer3的音频压缩技术？”
　　一听遇到了同行，张涛峰不由泪流满面，连忙说道：“是的，你说的非常正确。”
　　年轻白人笑了笑，问道：“除了自带的音乐，它们如何获取新的音乐？我是说，如何我要听最新的音乐怎么办？”
　　张涛峰回答道：“直接从网上下载，只要网上有，你就能听到。”
　　几个商人眼睛一亮。
　　一个黑人男子连忙问道：“我们可以试听一下吗？”
　　张涛峰笑着说道：“当然可以。”
　　姜小青和朱洪怀相互对视了一眼，两人眼里都有了一点喜色。
　　黑人男子问道：“它们装有迈克尔-杰克逊的《你并不孤单》这首歌不？”
　　“Another-day- has- gone……”张涛峰唱了起来，笑着说道，“你说的是这首？正好有。”
　　说着，张涛峰拿起MP3，当着他们的面按了一下电源钮，等显示屏显示菜单后，说道：“这是这个MP3灌入的歌，有一百多首，你说的《你并不孤单》是Y字母开头，在这里找。……，你看，这就是了。”
　　虽然张涛峰只是简单地操作，但这四个商人却大吃一惊。
　　最先开口的白人吃惊地问道：“它能存储一百多首歌曲？”
　　另一个白人说道：“歌名和歌手都能显示？”
　　黑人惊喜地问道：“能循环，能倒退吗？”
　　……
　　张涛峰说道：“当然可以。以前的随身听有哪些功能，它就有。以前随身听没有的功能，它也有。”
　　很快，四个商人一人拿着一个操作起来。
　　黑人刚将耳机塞进耳朵，一听音乐就惊喜地大喊道：“棒！棒级了！声音棒极了！比随身听好！我喜欢！”
　　白人男子听了一会，将耳机取下，朝张涛峰问道：“你能示范一下如何下载歌曲吗？”
　　张涛峰连忙点头，说道：“请到这边来。”
　　走到电脑旁边，张涛峰一边操作电脑一边说道：“首先，你必须给电脑安装一个驱动程序。当然，这个驱动程序可以是MP3自带的，也可以从网站下载。驱动程序很小，一下就安装好了。之后，可以在网上搜索你所喜欢的歌曲，找到了就可以将它下载到MP3中。你还可以通过这个驱动程序对MP3里的歌曲进行管理，比如建立你所喜爱的歌曲集，你循环播放的歌曲，等等……”
　　另一个年纪大的黑人问道：“多少钱？这几种MP3价格一样吗？”
　　这时，一直没有说话的姜小青插话道：“不一样。除了颜色和式样不同，其生产工艺和功能也不同。其中一种是豪华版的，采取了更加高级的芯片、存储器、混频电路、高档播放器和耳机，一种是普通版的。豪华版的MP3是二百美元一个，普通版的MP3是一百二十美元一个。”
　　当姜小青说出这个价格，不但主讲的张涛峰悄悄而异样地看了他一眼，然后担心地看着这四个欧美商人，就是那四名模特也吃了一惊，因为他们记得昨天他们询问自己在展销会结束后购买多少钱一个时，他们回答的可不是这个价，要便宜得多。
　　不过，四个模特没有说什么，心里则在想：老板可能是给我们四个模特优惠价。所以比正常卖价便宜得多。
　　张涛峰和朱洪怀则面面相觑，很担心姜小青的报价吓退了好不容易询价的客商。
　　姜小青给了张涛峰两人一个放心的眼神。
　　果然，姜小青的话音刚落，四个欧美男子相互对视了一眼，其中一个白人男子说道：“我们买五十台豪华版的，五十台普通版的。……，支票可以吗？”
　　主讲的张涛峰一愣，但很快笑容满面地说道：“可以！”
　　欧美男子很快就签好了合同，还当场签下了支票。
　　恭送他们离开，拿着手里这张一万六千美元的支票，张涛峰笑了，对姜小青说道：“姜总，真是太好。我刚才还担心他们吓跑了呢。……，今天总算开张。但愿以此为开头，合同一个接着一个来。”
　　朱洪怀也长松了一口气，说道：“总算有人慧眼识珠了。我相信我们的合同会越来越多。”
　　姜小青笑了笑，说道：“但愿如此吧。……，不急，我们的东西好，不怕没有人要。”
　　不得不说他的愿望是好的，但现实却没有让他如愿。
　　接下来的几个小时，MP3又没有什么动静了。眼看离今天闭馆不到一个半小时了，姜小青也有点急了。她想来想去，突然想到了一个主意，说道：“张工、朱工，你们等一下，我去去就来。”
　　朱洪怀点了点头，张涛峰则说道：“没事，你去吧。我们守这里就是。”

　　“一个送报纸的修好了交换机？”　　“一个民间作坊能设计生产寻呼机？”　　“华夏国的一家企业能生产手机？”美国摩托罗拉老总不信。　当别人不相信的时候，重生的姜新圩已经建立起他强大的电信帝国，开始与世界电信巨头进行拼杀……　　

Authors note: hello guys as you will read I mention audible near the end. But that's the thing I don't have audible for audiobooks but I use free stuff like YouTube. Don't take it the wrong way, thank you

After I woke up I asked Nicole for how long I was asleep, she told me she never realized I was asleep. It was mean, because does that mean that I look so ugly everyday. I thought I looked cute or just like a normal human being. It's sad really. But the good thing is that it seems our teacher didn't notice, she probably thought I was just lying on my desk. 
"did you do the reading" she asks out of nowhere. 
"wait what, we had reading to do?!" om shocked I think I forgot about it completely. 
"oh my gosh I can't believe you forgot about it, she'll kill you if you can't answer the questions." she laughs a little as she pats my shoulders as if I were crying. 
"shit, and that's the thing I'm already failing those quizzes. Like at least with those quizzes I read some of it." I say sighing, I never really read any of the books she assigned. I would either read a summary of the chapter online or do nothing. 
"go listen to the audio book, I mean we have a period before class." she says, as she pulls out her headphones to hand me one. I receive before popping it in my ear. 
"Do you have, audible or are you going to use YouTube?"
"YouTube, I don't really use audiobooks that often so YouTube is enough. Listen to it during class." she says standing up from the stairs. 
"thanks Dana." I thank her as I follow her out the stairway and into the hall. I'm glad she reminded me of the book if not I would have forgotten about the test and reading. 

Imagine a love triangle in between a love triangle don't forget jealousy and protective brothers. They have problems and they don't realize it in other words.

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The hall was filled to the brim with people; there were still people downstairs, and the elevator kept bringing new visitors. At 10 am, the proprietor for Tian Teng Medical School finally appeared. He was of average height, had a short haircut, and looked to be in his thirties. 

There were two models in revealing nurse costumes trailing behind them. Even though their make-up was startling white, their eyes never stopped releasing electricity. The man tried the loudspeaker and stood at the steps before the entrance of the Haunted House and said, "Everyone, thank you for your kind support. Tian Teng Medical School has always maintained…" 

Chen Ge's eyes scanned the two models. He was not going to pay attention to the man's introductory speech. He was thinking about designing a pretty and sexy costume for Xu Wan when his Haunted House had its next activity. 

The man talked for two to three minutes before finally getting to the point. 

"Our team optimizes the Haunted House every six months. With the aid of a professional foreign team, all the scares are updated, and as the proprietor, it is my responsibility to tell everyone that Tian Teng Medical School is scarier than all the other Haunted Houses available on the market! 

"We strive for the most realistic terror, unlike certain unethical Haunted Houses who rely on online water armies to brush up on their popularity. They think that this was clever, and some did fall for the dirty tricks, but to be honest, I find this behavior laughable!" 

Chen Ge was getting impatient from all the slander. He nudged forward through the crowd, but there were too many people. Finally, he reached the ticket seller. "One ticket please." 

"Did you book a ticket online?" 

"No." 

"I'm sorry, today's tickets have all been sold. How about you stay until afternoon? Perhaps there might be an opening then." 

"The tickets are all gone?" 

The proprietor continued to speak on stage. "If the Haunted Houses on the market are first generation, my Tian Teng Medical School is a fourth generation Haunted House that combines many high-end technology! 

"Today is the first day we're opening our doors for the citizens of Jiujiang. To let everyone have a clearer understanding of the situation, I'll randomly select four visitors to experience the Haunted House with an audio recorder and a portable electrocardiographic monitor! Through the speakers that are connected to the audio recorder and the cardiograph broadcasted on screen, you'll be able to see for yourself how scary our Haunted House is!" 


Before the proprietor finished talking, there was already cheer from the crowd. It was hard to tell whether this was a set-up or not. 

"There's a code behind every ticket, and we'll select the lucky ones with a randomized code generator." The man nodded to the sales counter, and the workers started to do their work. 

Chen Ge saw everything with his eyes. The man stepped on his Haunted House to bring himself up, and he could not take that lying down. 

"Wait!" Chen Ge raised his hand and walked onto the stage. "You said earlier that your Haunted House is scary but other Haunted Houses depend on online water army to brush up on their popularity. That, I don't agree with." 

The man frowned. If not for the crowd, he would have called for security to haul Chen Ge out. 

"I am the boss of Western Jiujiang's House of Horrors, the owner of the Haunted House that you're happily slandering online. The day before yesterday I just hosted a livestream that has more than 600,000 viewers." 

When Chen Ge walked to the stage, there was a familiar voice from the crowd that called out. "Boss‽" 

Chen Ge followed the voice and saw He San and Gao Ru Xue standing in the crowd. 

"Why are you here?" Chen Ge was baffled. He San was openly supporting his enemy. "If you want to experience a Haunted House, why didn't you come to me?" 

He San did not know how to explain himself. He could not openly admit before the proprietor of Tian Teng Medical School that Boss Chen's Haunted House was too scary. His class was still having nightmares from their previous experience and thus decided to come to another Haunted House to seek some relaxation. 

The man took this in as well. He had already recognized Chen Ge. "Looks like your Haunted House is not that popular; even your own friend won't support you. Fine, if you insist on learning some tricks from us, we're willing to provide you with this opportunity. Don't say that we're not generous people." 

The man was clever. Since they dared slander Chen Ge's Haunted House online, they obviously knew of Chen Ge. By letting Chen Ge into the Haunted House, his intention was clear. If Chen Ge was scared inside Teng Tian Medical School, he could use this as a point of promotion and forcefully yank the customers from Western Jiujiang's House of Horrors. Chen Ge had the same idea as he did; they both wanted to persuade the other's visitors to come to their own. 

Due to the recent livestream, Chen Ge's Haunted House had become a hot item online, but he knew that the popularity would not last for long. At most, it would last for a week. Even though Tian Teng Medical School was not as popular as Chen Ge's Haunted House within Jiujiang, they had a large national popularity and a number of loyal fans like Su Su. 

"Come, help him put on the audio recorder and heart monitor." The two models walked toward Chen Ge. "Now, we'll pick the remaining three lucky visitors." 

"I don't think that's necessary." Chen Ge shrugged. "Challenging a Haunted House alone is more fun. If you can manage to scare me, I will admit that my Haunted House is not as scary as yours on my website and promote your Haunted House for a whole month." 

The man was intrigued by what Chen Ge said, but he was cautious as well. He was sure Chen Ge was up to something. "How are we going to gauge that we've managed to scare you?" 

"You've installed the heartrate monitor, right? The normal heartrate when a person is walking is between 60 to 100. When they're scared, the oxygen in their blood will drastically decrease, and the heart will pump faster." Chen Ge looked at the man and calmly said, "If my heartrate ever rises over 100, I'll lose." 

"You have a deal." The man did not give Chen Ge any chance to change his mind. Even a small jog would bring a man's heartrate over 100, much less being scared. From how he saw it, Chen Ge was bound to lose. 

"Don't be so hasty. If I lose, I will admit your Haunted House is scarier than mine online, but what if you lose?" 

"Don't worry, if we lose, we'll also admit that our Haunted House is not as scary as yours online." The man pointed at the crowd. "Everyone here can be your witness." 

"Actually, I still have one small request." Chen Ge smiled innocently. "I think that you still have some misunderstandings about my Haunted House. I hope that your team will be willing to come visit my Haunted House. I've added a new scenario, and it hasn't been opened to the public yet." 

"Okay, no problem," the man promised easily and earned affection from the crowd. Only He San and Gao Ru Xue had a curious expression on their faces. Looking at the man, they saw themselves in the past overlapping with him. 
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Soon after getting home from the beach, Charlotte thought more about how to get the book. It took some time to pinpoint certain actions she would need in order to persuade the boy. While she did think of skipping this entire process of coming up with a new action plan in favor of just stealing the book, it would cause her more trouble than what she had now. It sounded absolutely ridiculous to believe the police would knock on her sister's door because Charlotte was a book-stealing criminal. 

'Do book-stealing criminals even exist? You never hear about them in the newspaper or anything. What if they have a special jail in libraries specifically for book-stealing criminals? Gotta ask Miss Emily about that tomorrow. No... our libraries shouldn't have library jail. School is already a prison so there's no point. I wonder if these criminals have any good taste. Ooh! I wanna meet one one day and ask!'

To say her mind got distracted over a meaningless thing versus an important thing was an understatement. She was so bored laying around with nothing in her room. All she had was an alarm, MP3 player, headphones, a big bed, and her backpack. Inside her backpack was just papers and pens. She never carried her schoolbooks and was thankful her sister demanded she wouldn't. Despite that, she wanted more in her room than just a bed with a headboard that held her music and alarm. Her sister, Anne, told her so many times that she didn't need anything more. 'All you need is a good room for a good life that wasn't cluttered. If you end up getting more, it'll make it worse!'

But Charlotte is a teenager now. She doesn't want to worry about how adding excitement in her life would endanger her. She wants to live! Be free! Have an exciting, lively time! Plus, her doctor even said there's a possibility she'll get better and live normally. Psh! Anne's just a big worrywart!

"Sigh... I need that book! I wish that boy would've just given to me! Humph! How dare he! That mean, hateful boy!"

At that moment, her sister came into the room. She paused at what her sister had said before stalking over. Her demeanor changed into a stern mother.

"Who's a mean, hateful boy? Lottie, are you making trouble again? You should know better!"

"Sis~ you got it wrong! I asked..."

No.. she can't let her sister know that she would bring books home. If she did, Anne would freak.

"You asked?" Anne places her hands on her hips.

"I asked... for a pen today! He didn't want to give me one because he claimed it was his!"

"You should've brought some then! You can't go and blame someone else for your mistake. I want you to go tomorrow to apologize! If I get one more parent calling me, you're banned from going to that beach!"

"Sister!" Charlotte yelled out, terrified of the idea.

Anne stood her ground while Charlotte sat up hurriedly. "I promise I'll apologize so please, please don't take me from the beach!"

Her sister let out a heavy sigh before patting her head. "Good. Now, go to sleep. It's midnight already. If you stay up any later, you'll miss school again. Goodnight, Lottie."

"Goodnight, Anne..."

Charlotte's anxiety was only growing more and more, a very dangerous feeling that she needed medication for in order to not rile her illness. Just thinking about how she maybe banned from seeing the moon was... was... horrible! It shouldn't be thought!

Now, she really needed to make that plan and continue rising up early (ugh) in order to meet that boy. He was the human embodiment of the sun to Charlotte; a no-good, troublemaking creature!

Soon after getting home from the beach, Charlotte thought more about how to get the book. It took some time to pinpoint certain actions she would need in order to persuade the boy. While she did think of skipping this entire process in favor of just stealing the book, it would cause her more trouble than what she had now. It sounded absolutely ridiculous to believe the police would knock on her sister's door because Charlotte was a book-stealing criminal.

'Do book-stealing criminals even exist? You never hear about them in the newspaper or anything. What if they have a special jail in libraries specifically for book-stealing criminals? Gotta ask Miss Emily about that tomorrow. No... our libraries shouldn't have library jail. School is already a prison so there's no point. I wonder if these criminals have any good taste. Ooh! I wanna meet one one day and ask!'

To say her mind got distracted over a meaningless thing versus an important thing was an understatement. She was so bored laying around with nothing in her room. All she had was an alarm, MP3 player, headphones, a big bed, and her backpack. Inside her backpack was just papers and pens. She never carried her schoolbooks and was thankful her sister demanded she wouldn't. Despite that, she wanted more in her room than just a bed with a headboard that held her music and alarm. Her sister, Anne, told her so many times that she didn't need anything more. 'All you need is a good room for a good life that wasn't cluttered. If you end up getting more, it'll make it worse!'

But Charlotte was a teenager now. She doesn't want to worry about how too much of one emotion in her life could endanger her. She wants to live! Be free! Have an exciting, lively time! Plus, her doctor even said there's a possibility she'll get better and live normally. Psh! Anne's just a big worrywart!

"Sigh... I need that book! I wish that boy would've just given to me! Humph! How dare he! That mean, hateful boy!"

At that moment, her sister came into the room. She paused at what her sister had said before stalking over. Her demeanor changed into a stern mother.

"Who's a mean, hateful boy? Lottie, are you making trouble again? You should know better!"

"Sis~ you got it wrong! I asked..."

No.. she can't let her sister know that she would bring books home. If she did, Anne would freak.

"You asked?" Anne places her hands on her hips.

"I asked... for a pen today! He didn't want to give me one because he claimed it was his!"

"You should've brought some then! You can't go and blame someone else for your mistake. I want you to go tomorrow to apologize! If I get one more parent calling me, you're banned from going to that beach!"

"Sister!" Charlotte yelled out, terrified of the idea.

Anne stood her ground while Charlotte sat up hurriedly. "I promise I'll apologize so please, please don't take me from the beach!"

Her sister let out a heavy sigh before patting her head. "Good. Now, go to sleep. It's midnight already. If you stay up any later, you'll miss school again. Goodnight, Lottie."

"Goodnight, Anne..."

Charlotte's anxiety was only growing more and more, a very dangerous feeling that she needed medication for in order to not rile her illness. Just thinking about how she maybe banned from seeing the moon was... was... horrible! It shouldn't be thought!

Now, she really needed to make that plan and continue rising up early (ugh) in order to meet that boy. He was the human embodiment of the sun to Charlotte; a no-good, troublemaking creature!

Winter, Mandy and Layla trotted through the luscious, carpeted hallways of Golden Academy High arm in arm. Layla whispered, "I hope Mrs. Scrimen is absent more often. I love joint classes with Star's potential. We get to be privy to all the gossip first hand." Mandy gushed, "Right?!" Winter just smiled and rolled her eyes, "What are we doing in the audio visual room anyway?" "We usually watch movies in there." "Educational movies?" Layla shook her head, "All kinds of movies." Winter laughed, "I forgot about how unconventional this school was for a second there."
They reached the audio visual room and Winter's eyes met dark blue ones. She nodded and then looked away. Layla nudged her in the ribs. "Hey! What was that for?" Mandy smiled, "No more secrets." Winter laughed, "Okay okay. No more secrets." They all hugged in what seemed to be a notion of agreement. Layla pointed, "Let's go sit over there." Winter followed Mandy and Layla while scoffing at the term 'audio visual room'. *This is nothing less than a glorified movie theater. Well, that said, it's to be expected from the rich and wasteful.* When they sat down Winter heard a rustling in the seat beside her, "Hey Sparky. Another joint class. You must be feeling lucky today." Winter turned her head to see Jax in all his arrogant glory, "Ah you're in this class too? Just when I thought I was going to relax and actually enjoy this movie. How unfortunate." Jax chuckled.
Cornell stood at the front of the audio visual room, "Alright as you know due to Mrs. Scrimen's absence we are having joint classes for the rest of the day. Both my class and Star's potential have been mixed together. You morons are in the audio visual room to do what? Watch a movie yeah. We don't want to hear your voices we want to hear the movie. So shut it. All of you." Winter smirked at how uncouth Cornell was. *How could such an elegant school grant admission to such a bumbling idiot? It's a paradox.* Winter felt Jax staring at her and turned to look at him. He rested his chin in his hand, "What I wouldn't give to know what thoughts are running around in that pretty little head of yours Winter Knight." Winter laughed sarcastically, "What I wouldn't give to keep from knowing yours." The movie started and the boisterous conversation filling the room, morphed into a dull whisper. Winter studied the characters displayed on the screen. She noted their roles, attitudes and behaviors, body language, and backgrounds. Winter knew what the ending would be before the movie was halfway through. She mumbled, "She finds her sister and gives back the money." Jax raised his eyebrows and Winter shrugged before getting up and whispering, "I have to go to the bathroom." Mandy nodded, "Want us to come with?" Winter giggled silently, "No. I think I can find my way there." Winter walked out of the movie room. *Ugh how boring.* She rounded the corner and ran into Sam. His dark, crimson eyes seemed to pierce into her very soul. Sam scoffed, obviously annoyed. "You seriously just keep finding excuses to bump into me don't you?" Winter rolled her eyes, "Sorry do I know you?" Sam kept walking, ignoring her. "You're skipping the movie too?" Sam didn't respond. Winter leaned against the wall, *He's an arrogant jerk too isn't he? Seems like this school is crawling with them.* She smirked. *Well we can't have that now can we?*
 Winter put her hands in her pockets and strolled around the campus, finally had a moment for herself to explore. She looked around examining the decorations. *Someone very meticulously designed this place.* Her mind wandered to the headmaster, contemplating all the possibilities of his identity. Winter shook her head. She stumbled upon the library. The walls were lined with rows and rows of books, crystal chandeliers that were expensively designed hung from the ceiling, arches with painstakingly detailed patterns, carpets that have the grandest style. The drapes were an eye catching scarlet and made of silk. It was dimly lit as to protect the words on the pages of each book from harsh, unflattering lighting. Her eyes sparkled as she walked in and saw the lavishness that defined the library's display. *This is... the most beautiful thing I have ever seen.* Winter pondered for a moment, eyeing the scene. *Which also means someone cares about his books.* 
Winter wandered aimlessly through the breadth layout for the books. She noticed someone further down the isle and hid to observe them. Winter recognized the individual. *How did he end up here if we walked in opposite directions earlier? Multiple entrances? Secret exits? Tunnels?* For the first time, Winter looked at Sam Tudor, really looked at him. She inspected his appearance thoroughly. Her eyes ran over his dark brown curls, muscled figure, demanding stance, and towering height. She recalled his vermilion eyes, their impact. For the first time, Winter understood his magnetism. She understood the charisma others found in his appearance; the demand for attention that someone could read in his eyes that refuse to be ignored. Sam looked around and Winter actively suppressed her presence. Sam placed the book back on the shelf and strolled away. When Winter was sure he was gone she walked to where Sam was standing and picked up his discarded book. Winter read the title of the book "Stories Untold" and turned it over in her hands. She examined the cover until someone came behind her and pinned her to the shelf. 
"You're good, but you're not that good." The charming, smooth voice muddled with sarcasm, malice and cruelty filled Winter's ears. "What are you doing here?" Winter relaxed under his unrelenting hold, "And here I thought this library was for everyone. Who knew it was another thing for Tudor use exclusively." She felt, more than heard Sam's scowl as he turned her around to face him, keeping her pinned. "Who are you?"  "Ah yes. The famous question. Wouldn't everyone like to know?" Winter's nonchalant attitude irritated Sam, she could tell by the compel behind his stare and the emotion in his face. "My name is Winter Knight. Now may I ask? Who are you?" Sam's obvious resentment due to their encounter was amusing to Winter. He growled, the poison in his eyes told Winter that Sam's patience was wearing thin. "You know who I am. You mentioned earlier 'Tudor.'" Winter rolled her eyes, "You just like hearing that everyone knows you." Sam didn't deign to respond to her, "I know you were watching me earlier." Winter cursed herself for not hiding more skillfully. "Why?" Sam pried, with the most spitefulness Winter had ever seen anyone manage. Winter averted eye contact, not used to being discovered. "I was trying to...."  "Save your lies," Sam spat, releasing Winter from his hold. He looked down at her, hatred filling his gaze. "I don't ever want to see you spying on me again. Don't talk to me. Don't look at me. Don't ask about me. Don't even think about me." With that, Winter watched Sam walk away. She smiled, still having the book in her hands. 

New town, new school, new girl. What will Winter experience during this move?

Elite school, indifferent girl, mysterious red-eyed boy. 

Read the story to find out.


"Encrypted audio, dot, MP3," Jessica mumbled under the background noise. Indelible concentration satisfied her restlessness. Therapeutic problem-solving always barred everything else from her stream of thought, and she didn't have to remember the present in order to function as normalÑher level of normal. Such deep concentration drew her friends' attention.
Valerie had seen Jessica like this before, executing code, scribbling alphanumerics, or breathing life into hardware. But that excited look on her face, like a witch over a cauldron, meant she was on the path to answers. Shannon noticed it, too, the intense focus and control, a level of focus she was could be matched. Jessica's friends keenly observed and waited for the end result, clueless as to the meaning of the onscreen characters, numb to their own excitement.
"Unlocked!" the nerd nearly screamed. "I like to break without breaking. As the boobed droid with brain matter, this was manageable."
Valerie leaned closer. "So, what's inside?"
"I have to admit, I'm curious as hell," added Shannon.
Energy, sobriety, somberness; Jessica's expression fell three levels. "Could this really be related to what happened to Pine Rim and Beth?" She mulled over the screen, specifically on a bare audio file ready to commence playback. 
"You'll finally get to know," egged Valerie. "We'll know."
The sound of ringing broke the moment, anticipation interrupted by a call and the hologram of a woman's profile. 
"That's Eva," said Jessica. "My boss. It has to be because I've missed work."
"Can't you take it later?" said Valerie.
"She doesn't call this late..."
"Pick it up or don't, Jess," said Shannon.
Hesitantly, Jessica accepted the call.
"Buonasera!" Eva yelled. "Sto cercando il dolce Jes!"
"Hey, Eva..."
"Ehi, I have not seen chetah and wondered if she was okay!'
"Yea, I should have called in my sick days. My coughing and blueberry paleness wouldn't have worked for the customers, but I should've told you."
"You're always pale!"
Silent as could be, Valerie and Shannon listened and shot awkward stares traced with fretfulness. Somehow, the call transformed into a frivolous conversation having nothing to do with work, before Eva suddenly questioned, "Are you home right now?"
Jessica scowled confusingly at her two friends, who shrugged, then coolly answered, "Yea, Eva, I'm home."
"Bene! Because you should be resting if you are sick. See you tomorrow night!"
"Okay, Eva. Have a good night."
"Byeee!"
Back against the mesh, she caressed her chin meditatively. "That was weird."
"What?" Valerie shrugged. "What's weird about it?"
"I always start work in the morning, and she's never there at night."
"That is weird," said Shannon, tilting her head. "But where were we?"
Jessica's watch vibrated, further pricking Valerie's patience. Nonetheless, Jessica checked the message, noting the Ghost Wire tag. It proved to be nothing more and nothing less than a warning: You don't have much time. Leave. A new storm of questions. 
"I'm copying all the chip's information.
Neither Valerie nor Shannon understood Jessica's newfound urgency. Disturbed, they observed her dominance of the keyboard with R2-D2 jammed in the desktop. File after file thus transferred from one drive to the other.
"Jessica, what's wrong?" exclaimed Valerie.
"A hunch," she said. "Variables."
"Variables?" Shannon repeated. "What? What did you read just now?"
"Format unrecognized," Babel interrupted. Heeding his voice, all three girls upturned to the monitors. A white box on the center panel displayed the attempt but inability to initialize a download. Hence, the loading sequence froze at zero. The freeze startled Valerie and Shannon but injected a new kind of curiosity in Jessica, who issued a new command.
"Babel, display file script."
The computer displayed new images across the nine panels. They were cryptic, orange, and parsed in sequences of nine in never-ending black. They looked like simple dashes and lines, except with a curvature like no character on a keyboard. "Like binary," Jessica whispered to her clueless friends. "That," she exclaimed, sitting upright, "I think that's Azarean code. Maybe their own programming language. It's their binary, for lack of a better term. Wicked..."
"Binary. Crap, I know you've mentioned that before," said Valerie, "somewhere." She caressed her forehead, thinking.
Shannon snapped her fingers. "It's the very basic thing behind computers."
"Yea! Como su idioma!"
"So why is this file among the rest?" said Jess. "It would be nice to have answers. All the crazy stuff we could learn, but we would need an Azarean processor..."
Valerie sighed. "But you can't even download it."
"Babel, screenshot the entire script and download everything in JPG format. Label it Trinity." A bleep confirmed her command. Snapshot after snapshot of orange code sorted through the holo-panels, copying into the removable drive. "Still copying."
"How long?" said Shannon.
"Not long." However, she had not forgotten the audio file. Finger on the cusp of the panel, she made eye contact with Valerie then Shannon. Enveloped by anticipation, she tapped. A conversation commenced:
"Let me remind you, thespian, precision is key in every step of the operation. A margin of error shall leave us vulnerable. The slightest detail overlooked and your mistakes shall be redressed. Are my words clear?"
"'I am the epitome of precision, mister agent. I'm no inept dog, like the people outside. I'm still loyal, and this job hits two birds with one stone. Plan, guide, command as you like, a mistake will not fall on the execution but the planning. I take my work very seriously."
"Then you understand the layout?"
"My people know the streets, sure.  They'll stay hidden and meet every request. So long as your applications keep people away, as long as the citywide blackout occurs as you promised, every player will be in place before Judgement Day. And then the show will begin."
"Good. Goliath surveillance shall not be an issue. Simply ensure your followers secure the parcels."
 "Then it all hinges on the final show on the fourth. You've chosen the right man. I promise. I can deliver the entire message from memory, right now."
Dismay, surprise, and revelation. Jess, Val, and Shannon hooked onto every word of the playback, disquietly piecing the evidence together. The same two voices carried on, back and forth, both familiar.
The first voice resonated in Jessica's memory, his identity on the tip of her tongue. She listened intently as the playback continued:
"Not necessary."
Throat clearing. The voice suddenly changed its American accent to British. "Citizens of the deceitful sovereignÑ"
"I said, it is not necessary."
His accent brought the memories back, alongside a flood of emotions. The girls recognized the voice of the terrorist, the so-called face of Sub Terra. 
"Guess you were serious about no curtain call. Do you distrust your own security or..."?
"All security is proofed by layers. Now, I must see to a dilemma. Be ready."
"Hail theÑ!"
The playback ended.
"I knew it!" stammered Valerie. "Fucken knew it!" Her hand fell on Jessica's shoulder. "That's no resistance! That's some conspiracy bullshit! Sub Terra's not involved."
"This is unreal!" Shannon said, quivering.
But Jessica dwelled on the other voice. Stoic and uptight as it was, the face floated somewhere in the data stream of her thoughts. And why did the other man sound like a sycophantic artist?
"That's proof though, right?" said Valerie. "Someone else has gotta see who the murderers are!"
Jessica was too busy toggling her pair of goggles. Then her mouth fell. "That's him!" she exclaimed, and disquietly thrust the specs into Valerie's grasp.
Curiously, receptively, Valerie strapped the goggles and saw Malvis. "Who's the alien?" she asked.
"That's the other speaker," said Jessica.
"Really?" Valerie felt a tap on her shoulder. Underneath the lenses, Shannon's eyes glistened under the dim monitors, home to the same kind of sadness surrounding Jessica. 
"I am sorry," Jessica moaned. "I'm sorry for staking the blame on you, Val."
"There is no blame, homegirl." Valerie approached and patted Jessica on the back. Jessica spun, stood up, and clasped her in a sisterly embrace.
Shannon coughed back a whimper. "You guys are getting too wound up." 
Valerie waved Shannon over, and the three of them held onto one another.
"I'm going to miss her," said Jess.
Valerie scrunched. "Me too."
"She won't be forgotten, though," said Shannon.
Jessica clenched the necklace around her neck. "No, she won't..."



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Jessica Leibniz tried being a normal teenager, but unlike most teenagers, she can tell time without a clock. She still wears a watch, but it comes with incriminating A.I. software. It's part of her fashion sense-if you call a mix of 80's nostalgia, geekism, and jagged hair a fashion sense. Otherwise, you have a normal, nineteen-year-old girl who delivers pizza and tacos by day and hacks cybersecurity networks by night. All the while, she turns heads, probably because she performs her job on a gravity board, which is relatively unorthodox in a future where aliens rule the planet.

The alien takeover could have ended more violently, but there's irony in how efficient and peaceful Earth has become a hundred years later. Corporations still reign supreme, but aliens lie at the top of the social ladder. Azareans they call them, overlords who've constructed a new kind of city for the modern world. The Eden: a modern megapolis.

Accustomed to life in the modern city, Jessica has learned to embrace challenge when it comes her way. Without a cause, she confides in her three friends or smacks into boredom. And when she seamlessly cracks an uncrackable corporate security algorithm, nothing makes sense. Faced with world-turning revelations, the life she's led seems trivial next to a hundred-year lie and tragedy.

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