That night I cried. I cried harder and longer than I ever have. I cried for Enzo, for Frisket, for Mainframe, for the entire life that I unwillingly left behind. The nurse named, Daisy, that worked the nightshift, must have heard my sobbing because she came in and asked me what was wrong. I told her that she wouldn't believe me if I told her, but she insisted. I told her everything. About the games, meeting Enzo, Megabyte, game hopping----everything. I don't know why I trusted her. I guess it's because she reminded me of Dot. She had the same concern and proffessional look about her, as Dot always did. "And that's everything."

"For some reason, AndrAIa, I believe you."

"You do?"

"Yes, it would actually explain a lot. Like why there is no record of you anywhere her in the states."

"The states?"

"Yes, you know---Oh wait, I guess you wouldn't know, would you?"

I just shook my head as she said, "Well we're going to have to get you into school."

"But I need to find my way back home to Mainframe."

"I know, you can live with me, and we'll work on getting you back home. . . after school that is."

"Thank you for believing me."

"No problem, but you're going to have to play along with the story."

"What story?"

"Everyone thinks you're this girl named, AndrAIa, who lost her parents, and memory, in a car accident," she said while walking out the door.