The story gets more positive here! YAY! I... never recieved any reviews. I think my craptop made me lose all by readers... TT Damn it all. Well anyways, here is the next chapter.

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Darkness Absolute

By: Von Stupor

Chapter C

It had been two weeks since the tournament with no change in the situation of the laptop's malfunction. Dolimus, Von Stupor, and Packrat sat downstairs in the rec room, playing a round of the Donkey Kong board game.

"So what if we never get the laptop data back?" Packrat asked the other two as Von Stupor rolled the dice.

"I recall him saying he doesn't know if he'll retype everything or not. But then, will our stories be frozen forever?" Dolimus answered.

"Well, I sure hope not. I certainly don't want to stay here for who knows how long, not when I've got a life of my own back in my fanfiction."

"Well," mentioned Von Stupor. "If he does send us back, wouldn't we be frozen in the fanfictions as well? I mean, the story cannot progress without that data..."

"It would pretty much be armageddon for us, our worlds would pretty much end," said Dolimus.

Just then, the door opened, and Dennis was heard shuffling around quickly. Within a couple minutes, he bound down the stairs.

"Guys, we're in freaking luck!" he happily bellowed. "Target is more of a blessing to me than I ever dreamed!"

"What has occurred?" asked Von Stupor, interested.

"There's this guy at my work, Sean, I used to know him from high school. He's got a laptop, and when he's free from his busy schedule, he said he'd stick my laptop into it to recover my stories!"

Everyone's faces brightened as they stood up, huddling toward Dennis.

"There's a catch though," he said, suddenly serious. "Now, I don't think it did... but there's a chance that my hard drive got corrupted thanks to the craptop, with the sparks and all. If it's not corrupted, the files are safe, and I'll have them all to myself. If it is corrupted..."

"Our worlds will end," Von Stupor finished for him.

"Don't put it that way... But yes, it all comes down to this. I'm so sure the files are okay, but there's still a chance. Now, Sean said he can't help me at all this week, but hopefully, next week will bring us a nice simultaneous break that we can capitalize on getting those files."

"So this is it, the final gamble," said Packrat. "Who'd have thought that getting into Target would help you so much in the long run?"

"Wow... it's almost like the forces of nature are making up for all the crap I went through back then, ha ha."

"They sure are, first a better job, then better pay, now your files are being recovered..." Von Stupor acknowledged.

"Don't forget Keep!" interjected Packrat smugly.

"Hey, watch it," Dennis said, fighting a smirk.

"Nyah, someone's touchy about it. People usually are when they first fall in--"

"Okay look, that's not the purpose of this chapter," said Dennis loudly, cutting Packrat off, a slight laugh following. "It's ending right now!"

"Dennis and Ke