STIGERDSPRITE: Noepse.
STIGERDSPRITE: Noepse, wake up.
STIGERDSPRITE: Noepse, wake up.
"W-what?" she stuttered, blearily opening her eyes and sitting up. Suddenly the memories hit her, and she gasped and whirled to face the sprite. It was Tigermom, equipped with stony wings and a ghostly tail to match her new form.
STIGERDSPRITE: Good, you're awake.
STIGERDSPRITE: Do you not have someone you need to contact?
STIGERDSPRITE: Do you not have someone you need to contact?
The girl gasped."Sykies! I forgot all about him!"
She reached into her pocket modus and felt for her husktop, pulling out what she believed to be the right card. Instead, a copy of Surviving the Apocalypse for Morons appeared in her hands. Ironic, but not correct. She tried again and was successful in finding her computer. She started it up, installing the server copy and waiting as the command screen popped up.
TO CONTINUE, PRESS ENTER ==>
She minimized the window and pulled up her trollian chat.
BR: Okay, I'm gonna connect now.
BR: you ready?
BR: you ready?



