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Syn3h: the next generations 3. Chases
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Entree July 18, 2142

I never told you this but there was this blue light. It was speechless. Wonderful. Blue.

July 4, 2137

  "Hey... umm dude"

  "Oh! It's Mar... Myers. Yeah. My name is Myers." 

  "Cool. Check this out." Matt said.

  He held a 4-d photo. 4-d photos are photos that are...umm...Popish. They also move and are quite expensive. Much more expensive than a 3-d photo. They just are popish. Then there are the old 2-d photos. Never saw one before. I once heard rumors that they were once black and white. Boy! Cavemen must've built the B&W photos. Hehe. 

  Anyway, 4-d cameras are about $5000.00. Very rare. He must of came from the richest family in the world.

  "Wow." I said. "It's... blue."

  "I know." he said. "I used my trusty fdmsd."

  "Say what now?" I said super fast.

  "Fourth dimensional micro surveillance droid. I made it myself." he said with to much pride and to much nasal.

  The FDMSD was small. Probably half a millimeter.

  "So... what is this" I said holding the photo.

  "To tell you the truth. I don't really know." 

  "It's blue and it gets big and it gets small. It's smoky but the smoke is blue. Where did your... fdsmd find it?"

  "FDMSD! I was looking around and found a locked door. There was a tiny keyhole just like that mysterious keyhole in the jet. I took her out and pushed her into the keyhole and in the the room was a bar. And a big blue light. I recorded and uploaded it onto my iPad v.9." 

  "Ipad!" I thought. "He's definitely rich."

  "I putted it on my 4-d camera and on from there."

  "Well... lets find that key."

July 5, 2137

  It wasn't hard finding Matt. He is always... there. Also, jackson wanted to come.

We all went to the captain, Aubrey Falconer, on the very top floor and asked him about the key. 

"Umm. That well. Umm. I don't really know what that is." he said in the most worried voice I have ever heard.

"You are the worst lier, you know." Jackson said. "Tell us where the key is!" He said in a steady calm voice.

Never heard him talk like that. He always talks in a loud blurtish lispy voice. He also never cared about anything. Not even his life. It was like he was after the key for some other reason.

"Tell me where it is... or I'll put a fricken bullet through your nerdy head!" he yelled while holding a gun to Falconers head.

"I swear. I don't know where it his. HEHE." Aubrey said.

Jackson cocked the gun but before he shot it he was dewakatized. It was Hana. She was the one who temporary shut off his brain power.

"He doesn't need to die." she said to the unconscious body. "Hey Mark." 

"Mark?" Matt said. "I thought your name is myers?"

"What!" Hana said. "Myers is his last name."

"Just ignore it." I said. "Arn't we trying to look for the key"

But before I said that. He ran off. 

"Get him!" Hana said.

So we all ran. Down the stairs. But he jumped. Down he went while Hana, Matt, and I stared. As he fell, a buggy appeared out of nowhere. Caught him. And fell. But something else happended. An extrodanary thing. Wings came out of the buggy. Wings! And it glided down to the floor.

"I never knew it could do that."

"They can do a lot more" She said. "A LOT more."

 "They?" Matt said"

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