by Unkle Bonehead
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Maya sat at the kitchen table, her eyes fixed on the business card in front of her. The code on the card seemed to be staring back at her, its intricate pattern of letters and numbers hypnotizing her. She took a bite of the apple strudel her dad had made for her, the sweetness of the pastry momentarily distracting her from the code.
But as she chewed, her gaze returned to the card, and she felt herself becoming entranced. The code seemed to be shifting, rearranging itself in her mind, trying to reveal its secrets. Maya’s eyes grew wider, her brow furrowing in concentration.
Her mom, Rachel, cleared her throat, snapping Maya out of her trance-like state. “Maya, are you okay? You’ve been staring at that card for 10 minutes.”
Maya blinked, feeling a little disoriented. “Yeah, Mom, I’m fine. Just…just thinking about it, I guess.”
Rachel’s expression turned concerned. “Maya, you need to have more friends in your life. You’re always so focused on your computer and your online activities. You need to learn to balance that out with some real-world relationships.”
Maya nodded, feeling a twinge of guilt. Her mom was right, of course. She had been spending a lot of time online, and her relationships with her siblings were…complicated. She had a younger brother, Asher, who was always getting into mischief, and a younger sister, Ava, who was a pesky 8-year-old who seemed to think she was the center of the universe.
Maya got up from the table, feeling a bit restless. She stomped up the stairs, her siblings looking up from their activities to see what the commotion was about.
“Ava, take off Maya’s shirt,” Asher said, his voice dripping with teasing.
Ava pouted, but eventually obliged. Maya glared at her, feeling a surge of protectiveness. “Asher, stop reading my diary. That’s private.”
Asher held up his hands, looking innocent. “I was just looking for a book, Maya. I didn’t see anything that would hurt your feelings.”
Maya’s eyes flashed with anger, but she took a deep breath and tried to calm down. She didn’t need to fight with her siblings right now. She needed to focus on the mysterious code.
Maya retreated to her room, closing the door behind her. She sat down at her computer, the business card still clutched in her hand. She stared at the code, her mind racing to decipher its secrets.
As she worked, she realized that the code was actually a URL, hidden in a series of seemingly random letters and numbers. Maya’s eyes widened as she typed the URL into her browser, her heart pounding with excitement.
The website loaded slowly, but when it finally did, Maya’s eyes widened in amazement. The Safe House was real, and it was a virtual reality forum, designed to be a secure space for people to connect and collaborate.
But to access the forum, Maya needed a VR headset. She scanned the website, searching for a way to get one. And then, she saw it: a list of recommended headsets, with a note that said “For The Safe House community only.”
Maya’s heart sank. She had no idea how to get a VR headset, or even if she could afford one. But she was determined to figure it out. She needed to know more about The Safe House, and what The Architect had planned for her.
As she sat there, staring at the screen, Maya felt a sense of excitement and trepidation. She was taking a risk, but she was ready to see where it would lead her.