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Chapters

Chapter	Author	Chapter Release Date	Done?
Chapter 2	Chunkyheels	Wednesday 31 July	Yes
Chapter 3	Xxgreenbunnyxx	Saturday 3 August	Yes
Chapter 4	Hurshbr	Wednesday 7 August	No
Chapter 5	Spell-caster Jr	Saturday 10 August	No
Chapter 6	Blue12porcupine	Wednesday 14 August	No

Chapter 3- Nightmare

I waited down there thinking of the events of the day, thinking "How much crazier can this day get!" I looked inside the wooden cupboard and saw normal food "Huh, I guess there's nothing crazy here." I noticed a pillow beside me and a duvet and thought. "That's where I'm sleeping tonight I guess" I had a big think about the day and then went to sleep...

I happened to have a nightmare that night... I saw My parents planning an attack on Alexander but Alexanders army and spies were there, I tried to scream to look out but no matter how hard I tried I was mute, silent, and I watched my parents and the people they were with die in front of me, I tried to cry but I was still mute.

I then had a view of my house, but there were planes coming near, and I heard a man say "Those people have a person in there that is also against us! Bomb this place and get rid of the person in there and get rid of all the tools in there that could be used against me. I realized that moment that Alexander was speaking without being there. I heard bombs going off.

I then had a view Michael's home, I was crying then "Please no!", but cameras and strange pipes were attached near that area, and then I had a view of Alexander, saying "Ha! By day this place will be mine too!" I woke up...

Time

Time just keeps moving, even when everything is still, it keeps passing. Long after Michael stopped crying, the clock on the wall kept ticking in the darkness, the clicks sounding almost as loud as the commotion outside. I kept holding Mike, sitting on a crate, soothing him ever time he sniffled. It's amazing how someone who is panicking can still comfort. After still more time, the words he said were even more frightening in his childish voice. "Rosie, are we going to be killed?" "No, Michael," I said. "We're both just kids. No one's going to shoot us." My voice quivered, though, thinking of the bullet Aunt Sophie took for me. No matter who it hit, it was aimed at me. If Mike had been a little older, he would have sensed that I didn't believe my own words. But, in the peace of being under 6 years old, he believed me. I could feel rather then see him smile, and he asked if we could go upstairs to get him some Animal Crackers. He was getting hungry. "Please?" he whined. "I didn't eat all my breakfast today." No way am I going to get shot over Animal Crackers, I thought. I explained to him that if he ate, he'd need to go potty, and if he did go up to the bathroom, we wouldn't be here when Mrs. Bachelor comes back for him. He saw what little logic there was behind that statement, forgot that Jocasta didn't know we were here, and began to doze off. I envied him. Sleep was one thing I could use right now. After several more minutes, during which I discovered sleep wouldn't come to me, I stood up slowly and slipped Michael off of my lap and onto the crate. He twitched a bit and didn't wake up. I felt around, looking for something to do. Idleness is even more frustrating when leaving the room could kill you. I found this old antique lamp, a favorite of Mom's that Dad had finally convinced her to pack away. It was a gas lamp, if you can believe it, so I slowly turned the knob and a dim orangish light filled the basement. Mike still slept, thank goodness. As I walked towards a box called "Rose memoirs" I stepped on a piece of paper and slipped. It was written on fancy monogrammed paper. I began to read it.

To Lieutenant Greene,

Congratulations! You have been accepted to the Vice Squad of Sunset Valley. Your duties as an undercover protector of our city will begin this Monday. You will receive a new uniform, be payed §147 by the hour, and receive a new set of teammates. Your performance as a Vice Squad member will depend on your physical strength, the way you interact with your partners, the quality and gravity of the reports you give, but now the quality of your work is more important in your day-to-day work. We hope you are up to the challenge.

You will work from 9:00 a.m to 14:00 p.m. every day of the week except for Wednesdays, Saturdays and Sundays. Your work includes keeping in touch with the Forensics department, conducting investigations, and numerous other things you will learn as you go along. Everyone on the force joins me in saying we know you will do well, and we hope to see you become an International Super Spy to help the world whenever it calls.

With my sincere congratulations,

Sargeant Walter Marrionson

I squinted at the date at the bottom of the page. Thirteen years ago. What level was this new Agent Greene in the force now? Had they "become an International Super Spy to help the world"? I moved to the left, to a crate marked "Career". I grabbed a hammer and pryed out the nails in it. After several minutes of hard work, I had it open.