Chris was spending time during a free talking to Kiyoko over his iPhone. She was curious as to what Chris had in mind for new Floor's in Platform Tower; there were a few ideas that Chris had in mind, but none had any potential for being any fun.

Chris always brought up the possibility that Kiyoko could try and come up with an idea, but she thought the idea preposterous, saying that her ideas were nothing compared to anything that he could conjure up.

He had been alone for part of the free, since Aver and Pamela had headed off into the library to do some studying. He had forgotten which of the others may have also had a free with him. So he was busy 'talking on the phone', which was what he called it when anyone approached him.

Burch ambled silently over to Chris and sat beside him.

"I honestly can't think of any more ideas, K!" Chris rested his head on his arms, folded on the table. "This never happens! I always have at least one idea when it comes to Floor ideas."

"But you have loads of ideas! You just don't want to use any of them." She was belated in the response, but it truthful; albeit not the best one she could have thought of.

"Mreegh…." Chris groaned, sinking his face in between his arms. There was nothing he could think of, he was completely strapped for ideas.

Burch took the other earphone and began to listen to the silence. The two weren't saying much, Kiyoko was lying in bed trying to think of an idea, and Chris was slumped forward into his arms trying at least something.

"Can you talk to Kiyoko while she's in PT now?" Burch had gotten the idea that Chris could contact Platform Tower; which was a peculiar idea. The plain idea of trying to get phone signals to travel to a different dimension, even when the portal to it was open, was completely absurd.

"What?" Chris lifted his head up. "You actually think that I can talk to people over dimensions?" he smiled slightly, thinking Burch a bit stupid. Kiyoko started going into hysterics, she could hear Burch over the speaker in the earphone wire.

"It's not that?"

"No, Burch! Chris developed an app for the iPhone to connect up to the main terminal in the Platform Tower lobby. He's able to store me in the app, and talk to me when outside of Platform Tower. When he closes the app, I switch off and wake up when he switches back into it." It was better that Kiyoko had explained it rather than Chris, because if Chris had explained it, he would have had to whisper making him seem very conspicuous.

Chris smiled quickly at Burch and rested his head back into his arms. Burch was waiting for one of them to say something, but there was nothing, not for a while at least. Kiyoko eventually broke the silence with a cuss.

"Ah cobbleswash…" she grumbled.

"What's up?" Chris mumbled back, head still down in his arms.

"I just lost the game…" she groaned.

"Kiyoko!" Chris quickly sat upwards, annoyed at Kiyoko on the fact that she lost. "Oh wait!" inspiration suddenly struck. He took out his notebook and pencil case from his bag. He opened the notebook, finding a blank page, he then began to write.

Burch looked over to what he was writing; it was in some kind of computer terminology that looked like only Chris could understand. He could understand the occasional phrase, like 'Hero' or 'Will', and something that stuck out at him was 'Guild'. Strangely enough, he couldn't pinpoint where the word may have come from. He knew that the idea that Chris was working on wasn't a 'KiyokoTek Production' or whatever he called it, and if he remembered what code he had used when creating Floor 7, it was a fairly popular type of 'Non-KiyokoTek Production'.

"Hey, Kiyoko…" Burch started, getting Kiyoko's attention. "Can you understand Chris's code that he uses for PT?"

"Yeah I understand it. It's programmed into me. Tell me some of it from the start, Chris will be in a sort of trance while he's writing code for the Tower, even while in the Lobby next to me." She sighed. She wasn't entirely sure why Chris would block everything out when writing code; maybe it was intentional so he could focus. She could imagine Chris doing that, but there was also the possibility that he just was so engrossed in a new idea, that he just blanked everything else around him.

"Okay…" Burch leaned over to see the first line of code. "C5N1211- Erm… *Hero*L35K4- What's that-… *Will*J6ISTL*Guild*-… That's the first line. What does that mean?" he sat back into his seat, still watching over Chris' jumbled scrawl.

"Hold on… I always find start-up code difficult, and sometimes Chris gets it wrong… I think it means, 'Create for world. Narration for majority of life by Blind Seer. Narrator is active NPC in world.' What's that next bit… 'Will is magic of world. NPC of world not used to Will, scared by Will. Will from ancient magic building known as Guild.' Oh, that's interesting… I suppose if you didn't know better, it could be misconstruted as being the Wile Archipelago. But it's not because of the NPC's being scared of the magic…"

"It's misconstrued…" Burch corrected her mispronunciation.

"Gotcha. But that sounds like such an awesome idea! How much code has he written?"

Burch hesitated before speaking. He was thinking of correcting her again, but he thought that it was probably just best for both of them if he just told Chris later to upgrade her punctuation. "He's just turned over to the next page."

"Really?" she was flabbergasted. Chris doesn't often write that much code for a basic idea, not even for Floor 6. He must have been planning the full idea on sheets of paper, and having the Main Control center to scan it later.

"Hold please." Chris ripped out the paper of code he had just wrote in his book and handed it to Burch. Before Burch could take it, Chris let go of it, letting it drop in front of his fellow crew member. As quick as Chris had dropped the paper in front of Burch, he was scrawling code on the next sheet.

"What does it mean when Chris puts, 'Find on web' in brackets?" Burch peered over to few things that Chris had scrawled over the paper; it seemed that there was some code between the occasional pieces of 'Find on web'.

"Ohh! This must be an idea for a Floor that already exists as something!" Kiyoko giggled, entertained by the fact that she was going to play something else that already existed as something in the real world.

"Exists already?"

"Just means its non-Chris created."

"It still doesn't make sense…"

Later that day, Chris was inside the Lobby of Platform Tower, Kiyoko was watching Chris scan the sheets of code into the Main Control center. Kiyoko still didn't know what Chris had in mind for the Floor, but she knew it was good. When the two had been talking, Kiyoko had been bringing up the idea of Floor 10 just on the off-chance that Chris would spill the beans. It wasn't working.

As Chris inserted the last sheet of paper into the fax like scanner, he started to speak.

"So you really want to know what the idea for Floor 10 is?" he turned around and leant on the keyboard of the Main Control center.

"More than anything! TEMME'!" she exclaimed, exaggerating her excitement for the situation, bouncing in her seat.

"Okay, search Fable 2 on your Internet." Chris folded his arms, awaiting Kiyoko's reaction.

"M'kay." She paused. She began to search through her head, connecting herself to the Tower's Internet, finding any and all information on Fable 2, including the entire storyline. After a few seconds, a tear ran down her cheek.

"What's wrong?" Chris cocked his head, curious as to why Kiyoko had just shed a tear; of joy or anguish he didn't know.

She was suddenly sounding slightly morbid. "That's… That's such a good plotline." She spoke through her shuddering breaths. "It's so beautiful." She hung her head, and began crying into her hands.

"Why are you crying, K?" Chris stood up and hugged Kiyoko while she was still seated. "Is the story that good?" Chris had remembered at some points in her lifetime, Kiyoko had cried over good storylines, such as that for Floor 4, but she had never cried into her hands before.

"It's just so sad! Everything that happens… But it's so good…" she nudged Chris away, and dried away her tears. "Alright! Set up the forms!" she was back to normal, off her seat with a bounce and all. "Let's get this sucker started up!"

"That's the spirit!" Chris had picked up on the good mood. He turned around back to the Main Control Center. The MCPU was able to find data from the Internet, which filled in the whole's in Chris's code. It was mostly maps for locations that Chris couldn't remember off the top of his head, which is every location that is in Fable 2.

A form for Chris and Kiyoko loaded up onto Main Control Centre's screen. There wasn't much information that the two could fill in, all there was, was the ability to fill in both of their names, and tick the box for them to remember everything or nothing of the events in Fable 2. Chris ticked the box before getting started.

As Chris clicked into the box where they would fill in their names, the hand-print scanner opened up beside the keyboard, so as Chris and Kiyoko could scan in their hands, so the Floor would recognize them as each other.

Chris typed in his name, and allowed his hand to be scanned on the scanner. He then typed in Kiyoko's and allowed her to do the same. The form was then sent away, and the information was loaded in the Floor, and the elevator.

"Okay! Since everything's done with that, it shouldn't take too long before the doors open." Chris turned back around to face Kiyoko. "This is an all-nighter. I reckon if we go at a fast pace, we may get to Brightwood. But what's the fun in that?"

"Heck yeah!" Kiyoko agreed, raising her fist in compliance.

"Yeah! We're gonna coast through the Floor, having fun at every turn!" he then knew that he said the wrong thing. "Most turns…"

"Most turns…" Kiyoko agreed, sharpening her gaze at Chris.

There was a long and awkward silence between them, Chris had the urge to do the Awkward Turtle, but it might not have been the best time. Kiyoko looked like she was about to burst into tears again. The entire theme of loss was very hard for Kiyoko; it was an emotion she had picked up, post-programming.

The elevator binged and the doors swung open. The Floor was done, and ready for them to enjoy.