Genre: Fantasy
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L.A.B.O. Series - You for the last time
an excerpt
Chapiter 1
Are you that type?
The type that only believes in what he can see, hear, touch, taste... The type that won't believe in fantasy, ghosts, spirits...
Are dreams real to you? Or do you consider them only as pictures made up by you're mind during your sleep?
So, believing some have a meaning would only seem foolish right? They would be a reason to have fantasies about unknown gorgeous woman/man that only live in those stupid dreams.
That person that always comes back and haunts you.
No wonder, deja vu exists...
What if you REALLY had met somewhere else? What if dreams really were another place, another way of living? Would it explain the fact that they seem so strange to us?
Besides, haven't you ever realised that they always repeat themselves anyway?
Or maybe did you forget... Like all the others...
***
Lilia felt like she was always in front of this computer. Her life was this computer, her dreams meant this computer, her love... was this... HORRIBLE computer.
She sighed to herself as she wondered why she kept on working on these strange projects. This was the third one of many, the third one and the others had somewhat all seemed to fail, even thought her boss didn't seem to feel they actually had. On the first that woman had sapped the energy out of this first level of experimentation and on the second, they had been able to pull themselves out AND make the Game Level collapse completely. “What a waste...” she thought to herself.
Than, there was this one. Experimenting on dreams now. What will the subconscious be able to tell them anyway? It's not like it would solve anything that was going on here.
- We are the only problem... she whispered to herself.
Yet she still complied and pressed the Enter key after typing her password in the small white box that had popped up on her screen.
She pushed her curly lilac hair off her shoulders and than pressed the green button that was under a microphone that was standing next to her computer screen.
- Phase 1 of new Life Watching DeDream172 as been set into “playing” mode.
Life Watching... what a joke. She thought to herself. It's like dealing with rats only, they are human.
She continued.
- Please refrain from using any magical means, technological or dangerous material on the site. Triangle B52 will be brought up to High Level 6 for the course of this experimentation and should not be moved until it as ended. Thank you for your cooperation.
She let go of the green button and sighed a second time. How she hated this job, especially since she knew what it meant. That first experiment had been a good wake-up call.
The lilac haired woman reached for her mouse and double clicked on a round icon that was in the middle of her screen.
A large image filled it up in a second. She then started to play with the pieces of a strange and difficult puzzle. To put it simply: On the screen if all the pieces could have been put together, it would have looked like a round and perfect planet with lots of water and many small continents. However, someone seems that have found it too easy and simple so they had CUT the planet into hundreds of triangular pieces that were placed on 15 different levels all circling around a round golden ball that seemed to keep everything together. They called it, the Core.
She pushed all the pieces away until she reached the desired one, did a simple drag and drop to level it up to the higher levels. She confirmed the moving of this small piece and waited.
Her phone rang. She answered.
- Yes.
- Lilia. Confirming move of B52 to High Level 6. Unit will be rising in fifteen seconds.
- Make sure the other experiements don't feel a thing. I don't want THAT incident to happen again!
- Yes madam!
She hung up. She hated being the boss.
She stood up and reached to high windows that were in her office and looked up. There, that same image she saw on her computer screen was flotting up in the sky. It was as close as the moon was to the earth, yet bigger. She could barely seen the pieces moving, but she knew that everything had been set into motion already.
She looked back down on the streets of her city. Everything was grey...
- Cursed faith.
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