Ebony sat up and laid aside her book.

"Come in." A flash of pink poked her head in the door.

"Ebony 'ave you seen Lex anywhere?" Ebony smiled to herself. Did Dee ever keep track of Lex she always seemed to be looking for him. Yet the idea of getting out of the techno base and doing something that actually had a point enticed her. So she grabbed the opportunity.

"No sorry Dee. Need any help?" Dee sighed with relief and smiled her quirky thank you smile.

"That'd be great!"

Ebony hurriedly stood up. Checked her reflection and joined Dee outside closing the door hard. As she walked away she didn't see it bounce back....

Later that night before Ebony came back to her room a figure cast in shadows walked stealthily down the dark techno corridor. The figure abruptly halted next to a door that was slightly open, and ventured inside. It's face hidden behind a black cloak. It searched the room with its eagle eyes trying to find something that could help it complete it's goal. It spotted a chest of drawers in the corner by the bed. She opened the top drawer finding nothing but a few pictures. A book of papers written in the object of her absolute loathing's handwriting its title page reading History. Unimpressed she piled all of the objects back into the drawer. Later after searching in every possible hidden nook in the room she prepared to leave, a little disappointed with her results. Yet as she opened the door she noticed the silver sunglasses she had forgotten to place back in the drawer. Cursing herself in her foolishness she ran over to the sunglasses. Suddenly the fact that the glasses had no lenses she decided to investigate further. She placed the sunglasses on her eyes. She found herself in her home before the virus. Her mother calling her downstairs for dinner. Recognizing this kind of experience from past visits in VR this creature of the shadows was intrigued. She Silently ordered, in her mind, for the glasses to show her the mall. With a faint whoose she found herself in the mall. AMAZING! Now this could be useful. Alarmed by the sounds of approaching footsteps the figure placed the sunglasses back in the drawer and darted out of the room. As she turned the corner she passed Ebony. Little did this figure know in her rush it had let its guise slip slightly. Only letting escape a wisp of hair. Shining like white fire in the moonlight. Not enough cause alarm but enough to cast a spark of curiosity in Ebony.