Ebony paced her room. Who had that strange figure been and why were they here. Of course plenty of people would like to overthrow the technos but Ebony had a feeling. An instinct deep in side the very marrow of her bones. It vibrated through her. Something was not as it should be. She looked around her room. Wasn't that book over there slightly when she left and wasn't her nail polish in a different order? Ebony decided her imagination must be running off with her. But she didn't believe herself deep inside she knew someone was after her. Of course there weren't any of the obvious signs. This person was smart, this person knew her well enough to guess how she should leave the room. She tried to relax but she constantly found herself getting up and pacing the room. There would be no sleep that night for her, she knew that. She also knew she must be vigilant, this unknown enemy could strike at any time.

"Ugh Ebony Ebony you're driving yourself insane. You think you'd be used to it by now. The whole people out to kill you because you breathed the wrong way deal." She shook her head and sat on the bed. This would be so much easier if Jay was here. Ebony then realized she hadn't seen Jay since that morning she had come in late from the casino having a drink with Lex and Dee. Maybe Jay had come then and then left thinking I wouldn't be coming. Yah that must be it. Ebony rubbed her forehead. She just had too many thoughts and problems in her head at one time its as if they were pushing against her skull. Her eyes wandered and rested upon the bedside drawer. She didn't want to, she really didn't but she couldn't help it. She would have given anything for an escape from real life right now and she had one just laying in her bedside drawer.

She opened the drawer her hands searching for the glasses. As her hands rested on them she paused for a second considering the consequences for using them. She would be in a vulnerable state if she used them. But if she didn't her blood pressure would definitely sky rocket, and then that's just begging for migraines. She couldn't bear the thought of a migraine on top of her original problems so she put on the glasses. All she saw was a mass of zigzagging lines, then a snowy screen like when she used to watch TV before the virus and the satellite went out. She remembered Ram saying something about the glasses being powered by your mind so she tried to concentrate on one thing and fall into the uncaring bliss, which was VR. Take me to Jay. She knew that if Jay was in VR she would really connect with the real live Jay wherever he was in Vr. If he wasn't she would be in a place with a fake Jay in VR. She felt a slight whose and felt a sea breeze brush delicately across her face, the wind caressing her face and kissing her lips so gently. It was heaven it reminded her of how Jay kissed her.

She opened her eyes and found herself on the beach with Jay and someone else. She turned toward the unknown person just as—


Ebony dropped her pen in panic. She heard voices outside her door. "No no it can't be!!" Ebony exclaimed in a panic stricken whisper. Not now it's too early! The night is not yet half over. NO! NOOO! She silently screamed. I can't go yet I cant one more day. I want to she one more sunrise! The night hasn't ended, and neither has my story.