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[His parents always told him that if he finds a mysterious secret network that can only be accessed by unusual means, he should use the eight proxy servers set up in the attic before connecting to it and then determine its use before proceeding with anything else.

He always thought it was a load of bull, but all of a sudden everything his parents ever told him seems relevant. Now the question is: how do you check something if something is part of a secret conspiracy to brainwash everyone without blowing your cover?]

This is a test to check for proper network functioning and see if anything needs fixing.

Is this connected to the water treatment facility, city hall, department of agriculture, Roswell in New Mexico, the city maintenance office, any psychiatry offices, or any stores selling Adidas shoes?

Also, what's the connection to Thomas Edison's birthday?

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[OH MY GOD.

HE WAS RIGHT.

THERE REALLY IS A CONSPIRACY AFOOT.

Oh my god there is so much information on here he doesn't even know where to BEGIN--]

So everyone on this network has one of these random 'abilities' or items? Is that why the police are trying to do...whatever it is they're doing?

Oh, and the Edison thing--if you translate the network number through a few codes and then back into regular numerals, you get Edison's birthday. I thought it might help figure out what the number was supposed to be.

Dunno about everybody, but yeah, most of us get something like that, or memories of stuff that never happened.

As for the cops, I don't think it's the abilities so much as that we're the only ones that know they've sold us all out to...whoever those "gardeners" are.

Oh. [And yeah, that's all he has to say about the Edison thing]

So the reason I keep falling through things is because of this network?!

[GOSHDARN SASSIN-FRASSIN' STUPID LITTLE--]

And you're sure this has nothing to do with the drugs in the city water supply?

Probably. Well, who or whatever set up the network, anyway.

Yeah, I'm pretty sure. And it's not a mass hallucination, and we haven't all gone crazy. Those are the other popular theories when people first find this place.

Wait. You fall through stuff?

Oh, well. The drugs I meant aren't actually doing anything to anyone yet. But I'm not sure I believe they even exist.

Uh, yeah, it's pretty annoying. I keep tripping and falling over because my foot sinks into the floor. I can't control it at all, it just kind of happens at all the worst moments.

Oh man, that's gotta suck. For what it's worth, you'll probably be able to control it better after awhile. Doesn't keep it from sucking in the meantime, though.

I don't know how long 'a while' is, because this has been happening for like two years already. It really does suck.

So...what kind of weird thing did you get? You don't have to answer that if you don't want to.

Holy shit, dude! Seriously? That's a long time to be falling through shit. I dunno, maybe it's got something to do with being connected to this network thing? I've only had mine since around January, but after I stumbled into here, I've been able to get a handle on it. More or less.

It's fine. My cat's pretty much been out of the bag since April. I sorta disintegrate stuff.

Wow, seriously? I'm actually kinda jealous, I wish I could learn to control it that fast! I think I can make my hand do it if I really try, but only for a few seconds. I'm kind of scared to try anything and get my arm stuck in a wall or something.

...disintegrating stuff?! Wow. Like, it just disappears, or it explodes? Either way, that sounds really cool if you can control it.

Oh hell no, you don't want to get stuck in anything. That'd be, like, MAJOR suckage, dude. I think you'll make more headway with it now that you've found your way here, though.

More like it poofs into a cloud of dust. I can control it most of the time now, but I can't do it for very long--or do anything very big. And if I get too tired, I miss. Blew up my damn homework a couple months ago. And one of my shoes. Heh. Fortunately, I wasn't wearing it at the time.

You really think so? It's probably a pretty cool power if it's controlled, so if I can get a grasp on it, it would be really neat. Plus, I wouldn't drop all those beakers full of acid any more!

Wow, yikes. Your homework? That must have really sucked... But at least it's not that much of a problem most of the time, right?

Well, I can't make any guarantees, 'cause this didn't exactly come with an instruction manual, or anything, but that's the way it's worked for most of us so far. It kinda makes sense if we really have been chosen to deal with whatever's going on. You wouldn't want to send your army in with nothing on the table, right?

You...might wanna let your lab partner handle the acid 'til you get better control, though.

[He's assuming that he's talking to another kid, anyway, as this doesn't sound like an actual scientist as far as he can tell.]

It usually only comes when it's called now, so not too much. Every once in awhile it goes off when I don't want it to, though. So far though it hasn't done it when there's anybody else around.

Well, that's not going to be too much of a problem now. They've kind of...banned me from handling lab equipment for the rest of my life. Too much broken glass and too many kids sent to the nurse with acid on their skin.

I guess if there's one good thing that'll come out of this, it's that I'll figure out how it works eventually, right?

Oh, well, that's good. I don't know how people would react to seeing something turn into dust, but I have a feeling it wouldn't be very good.

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