Jams

GIZIANIA a.k.a JIHAN

An hour later, Nutritional was back. He tells Jihan that they're sorry for Sorrow's prank. The robot continued his sadness in the forest, wanting to be alone. Jihan couldn't do much, she immediately invited Nutrition to eat. And the fish they burned, the smell of the puff dried up a bit charred as soon as Nutritional found.

Jihan and Nutrition looked the same way they ate. The meat of their fish blow first, sniffed, then picked a little and ate it. While Scope is still busy flipping through the grill because there are still a few more that have not been burned.

Tens of minutes later, they ate together on the terrace of the cabin with a banana leaf mat. There the three enjoy a snack while chatting a lot of things. Jihan about her college, Nutrition talk ion, and Scope sharing the Server pool that Nuck now handles.

A dozen minutes later, while clearing the trash, chatter continued between Jihan and Nutrition about Nature. While Scope has gone first to the server via wormhole.

Jihan patted two hands finished inlaying a polybag in front of the cabin. Nizi was still silent to him because their trip to nomand was still constrained by Ray. Nutritional finger and Jihan are both ink-sealed, if tomorrow's still locked they have to meet Marcel at the parlor and tell their needs. Nutritional agreed and he felt he had to pause his stamina aka rest.

Nutrient and Sorrow live in Escort. Nutritional sleep first, while Sorrow did not care, he had sat focused on reading and monitoring the news. Jihan leaves both of them, she must return to the body, to her consciousness to sleep naturally.

"Not five minutes."

Ngiuoung!! Spear immediately locked Jihan with bubbles, her passengers tatep hold on to the stenlis.

In the room, when the body jerks awake, Jihan repositioned her body on the bed. He's closing a dream at one in the morning. Jihan went back to sleep without caring her PDL was still attached to the body, maybe in the morning her tangles could be ironed. He is good, like a dead man.

- nb: sorry the outline of the story burem, less tight, unnecessary nyekik, dense sentence style, short, free.

god willing, in the course of the word in the future, the story sentence will use a mild vocabulary, except the way the character speaks.

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"Ha, Luna did? What the hell are you talking about, Yan? He's khan legend, but the title still exists for him."

"Ouch. Shhhh!! Don't narzan, your uniform, charred ntar. I'm serious."

"Umm, how are you?"

"There's been no news in five days, Han. It was last active in Ultimate, but the ship also picked up signs of Al Hood. Yes, I've reported it to Olive."

"Yes, how am I supposed to? Permission to go home, my neighbor died?"

"Gue thinks you know. Behind you are not onmind. It's a select-digit here."

"Ouch.. Ck! I'm onmind, I'm."

"The Asthma Board is still reading the plot. Olive kept asking me to report the news to Elo. Tell me to talk to Elo, if Luna doesn't have anything. If you find out about him, you tell us soon, Han."

"Boro-boro. I know he's from this elo, Yan. I'm talking about Snail. But not nyampe-nyampe. Every day, two hours. I am onmind."

"Ohh.. What is sono? Do you want a UFO?"

"No, run to the end of the station."

"Oh my god, Han. You think Snail carpets. Tuh platform, kayak rides. Our ship has been modified in design."

"Yes. I know.."

Diandra suddenly sorted through the t-shirts in the wagon, Jihan accidentally saw Deti listening to the chat.

"Eh, umm.. Sorry Brother. The mask should be worn, "remember Jihan while gesturing by hand.

Deti simply squinted his eyes, putting up hearing over Jihan's speech.

"I-iya, love the mall security that combed. Ntar also reprimanded the same security you know."

"You two. lusid, Ma'am?"

"...??" look at Jihan, silence does not answer.

"The shirt got covid" Diandra said, but Jihan ignored him because he was still confused.

"Umm, yes. Covid. So choose which one, will be smeared sanitizer shirt really."

"Blue color is purplish there is no..?" dian asked, his hands looking.

"Ihh, don't get ruffled. The color is like this stock."

"Sstt..! Clay.here.. Han."

Deti left the stand. He also put up his mask. Deti looked still wondering, somewhat down his path.

After Deti went up the escalator, not looking anymore, Diandra was relieved. She turns back the protest on Jihan because the T-shirt she asked about is indeed her shopping list. Jihan was confused because she could not act, immediately assuring the customer.

That day, the karyawati gets word that Luna was hunting in Jihan's time, but is missing. That same afternoon, he first saw Deti who then went to look for Al Hood.

To be sure, Jihan is not banned from working outside the Internal. But Diandra thought he was "working secretly", it turned out that the opinion was not valid. Jihan doesn't know Luna's whereabouts.

Jihan does not really know that Al Hood is an important figure in Internal. When onmind just busy streets in Snail, because the activity is equally important in knowing Fanam.

The following days, on the ship, Diandra explained her worries. If Luna is inactive, the automatic "fence" of the barrier, or the house of her residence, is not awake. There allows the parasols to go inside, spying on the Internals and their activities. One catastrophe.

Jihan also asserted the danger of parasas, because she had been in Luna, she saw an invasion. A message.

Diandra finally wants to understand, ask Jihan to help Nina persuade the candidate or daze. He and Nina failed because both continued by one, not focusing on the candidate lusid. As a result, their fierce battle makes the candidate so soloter (suddenly know all about Internal).

After three weeks, Jihan had just thought about Luna. Diandra tells him that the mission's failure is not Jihan's fault, they only lose quickly to the level of recruiting "tickets".

Invisible, even so strong "protocol" parasas, Riko one of Giga's recruits, ended up killing himself. So even though it has been inaugurated, all lusids remain inceran parasas.

According to Dian, Al Hood knows everything about parasites. It may have something to do with Riko's death. While daydreaming at the scene of TKP's death, Jihan is visited by Deti.

Deti came because Jhid asked him to check the location, so not only did Jihan receive the print paper or files.

"Nwg.. L'm.. Deti Mbak."

"When does he (Jhid) love her?" jihan asked while observing the HVS paper.

"Morning."

"My age is called mbak."

"Ngng, yes Brother. What's his name, huh? New brother like you?"

"Umm, yes. I'm Jihan."

The two then tell their respective problems, sharing. Jihan talks his team, Deti discusses his championship (mon-card). Go to chapter up 41.

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This one recounts Dian and Jihan's chat on the 2021 Quarantine Ship while discussing Internal security.

After Al Hood went to sleep, there was a second catastrophe, he said, which was Reinita. If the most damaged jeans are lost, Internal will take care of Marcel, because Ray is always with him.

"Kalo astraler nih does not hold Ray, finger him seal, which we keep is the past him, Han. Third catastrophe. But I haven't seen the guy, here's what kind of female astraler guy. She's miara jins."

"Four mark what?"

"The council. The four vowels were not their present figures, as all the lusid requests were obfuscated.

My analysis also, Black Soul will kill Indri by imitating the board. It could also be, Black Soul was the Indri itself. Siskon Internal.

Well if all is instant, lo same qorin will not care anymore, already in the world version lo. In your eyes everything is fine. The splendor that you see, you make, you take care of it is not internal. Lo's a soloter, Han. As soon as the internal ending, you come to the apocalypse.

After that, the natural parasas are fine. They were waiting for another version of the server to be born.

Trus.. the server opener can be my face, elo face, looks the Nina. We will not be on inget. Our ingestion is a danger to parasas.

Whatever it is, Internal wants to be developed in any way.

Scope said look at Internal, I've seen fiction, works from his subconscious. The real basetime is atherat."

"So the current basetime is abal-abal? The Earth Jisas I hold is also a fake?"

"May dikatain that. Basetime is the strictest server system."

"Ntar, maybe a week."

"Stage maen. Help us out. Si Nina again in the Drone data field. It's time to be a senior, Han. Come with me."

"Come on. I'm ready."

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This one tells the story of Jihan after returning from Farm, after meeting number one jeans at Internal.

"Duh make you forget. I want that astraler to go to the Queen. Hhh, napa bumbling gini, njir. Want to stay in the field."

The servant has said it, he is so against you sir

"Crown, dress her.had the sweetest face of the clone, Rin. Our queen is very. This is because Dian mentioned the name of the Queen. I have to be calm, calm, grateful.. Hhh. Thank you, thank God. Hhh.hhh.."

Exit from Spear's bubble, Jihan pacing on the roof of her house at night, treading an invisible layer, her feelings uncertain.

How not, the queen of jeans told Jihan a lot about Internal, and gave her PR, making excuses for them to meet again.

More than a day Jihan spent her onmind time in the fields. But 24 hours is very short for him. He still wants to stay. And when he was gone, Jihan seemed to regret.

It's time, Jihan's closing soon. His curiosity was dampened by hugging the rapot. On his bed he did not want to sleep, his queen's face and body disturbed the calm, once remembered, Jihan still wanted to see the face of the queen, files in his rapot pause.

Reinit looks different from the Clone atmosphere. Though the face of the bracelet expert is the jeans that Jihan first saw. The mini crown on Reinit's head made Jihan "cream".

Adhan dawn reverberate. Jihan is still sobbing in bed. With the rest of his energy he got up while talking to the rapids that he had to leave for a while. Jihan cleaned her face and went to the bathroom to make ablution.

Ten minutes later, Jihan sat on the side of the mattress and continued to talk on a screen the size of a donation map. He didn't let go of the face. He said, he did not understand correctly about the two-bracelet (PR). Jihan choose tough and will practice the material she gets.

In front of the closet, as usual in times of trouble, Jihan was silent for a long time. The mukhena has been folded. But not ten minutes, Mamah came to ask Jihan at dawn. The body was limp, Jihan answered. Mamah immediately left, no longer caring about Jihan doing weird.

"OKe guys. The cover of Whois? I'm about the animation mechanism.. Hi, I'm Giziania. Welcome to my profile. Met kepo's. Hadee. Hello, boys.. I'm Jihan.. Haaai."

Jihan sat back down while clucking. He is confused to start with what greetings, greeting style that is how to attract the attention of the audience. Jihan Manyun, wants to make something for her queen but doesn't care.

He likes you as much as he loves me.

That day the servant did not know the Queen asked me to rest in her room suddenly.

In his room, I did not sleep. The next day, he came in, he hurried to sleep over the exhaustion. I found him helpless, not opening my eyes. Then, the servant hugged him

"Switch, ihh. How did you get my kangen, Rin? Hhh. panties. You guys have been since it turned out."

The servant said it

"Yes me, bengal.take a visit."

We just slept hugging. Not more

"Maouu."

Nizi also told me, he felt awkward to be in the room, as well as at home. Jihan who was still sitting, immediately listened enthusiastically.

But only Jihan was in her room, Nizi did not come out because wherever Jihan looked, she could still hear Nutritional nearby. So, Jihan smiled to herself, talked to herself, laughed, was sad for a moment and then happy. He was like an applous person, reacting.

A dozen minutes passed. Just by hearing the Nutritional experience, the occupant of the room has fun, no longer confused. The girl's face looked bright like a jury who was satisfied with the voice and appearance of her favorite participant.

In front of the closet, Jihan starts her show again. He's still in his pajamas and talking properly in front of a private studio camera. Her hair was left out.

"Hi right there, I want to present the animation mechanism in the middle of nowhere.

For those who already know, poultice, trus nguasai nih material, please yes supervised. Who knows if I'm weird and unclear.

Well for those who just know, especially myself, good news yes, can add insight or benefits. Trus I ngarep can also be useful for the laen.

Okay. What is the title of how can someone feel around him? Well if in the conscious mind anyway all because of the interaction of electrons, especially the same tongue skin. The same substance on the surface of an object or a non-gas material, the electrons are the ones that indicate.

It's still conscious first. So you could say all objects have waves. Radiations. Vibration also depends on the size or energy of the object. When small like an atom, the ether is not strong. But just as this rock, these trillions of molecules, gets hit by a beam of light, the rock reflects electromagnetic waves at the observer. Photons afflict electrons, so that the energy radiation in the tentemnya is strengthened to enter the pupil and nyampe to the retina.

Radiation is simple. All things have their own radiation. Our brains are in the language. So there's radiation in the coin to make a detection helmet, make a look at the frequency of our brains.

Okay that's conscious. About optics, x ray symptoms, gamma ray, speed of light, other physics topics live in google.

But the question that consciously, in the middle of nowhere, this has entered subjective language. Not a physics laboratory anymore. The topic is parallel to the flat earth.

Okay. I don't know where to start. You see, the mini crown resource, make me unable to deal with the lecture.

I think the crown, the goods are similar to those in the contest miss universe, miss Indonesia, or beauty pageant laennya, but strange for me. My queen is the winner of the LDR contest like it makes me miss the weight.

Well, I also got a pe-er about the twin bracelets that he said the center of the circle as well as crisp around it. The land behind the antagonists.

About what, I didn't understand. Yes, I taro as darkness first. The queen I think I think so.

But I don't digress very much anyway.because in my language, my logic, modeling like two rubber bands gini rada understand, rada got to the nerves karatan nih nutmeg.

I want that dark nature now, all self-taught. I have to find out for myself to keep going. I started with the tickets."

Jihan immediately explained her right cubit. There he showed his sting point while rubbing the skin. He said the electric shock woke him up, and as a start he was screwed, to the point of scorching the Earth. Jihan said her ticket was not lost even if she was burned or injured.

"Make know what this is, just a firefly what eyes emang spots in the sky dimension.. I have to look at it the way it moves to its realm.

Okay. This is conscious. It has been observed by non-liquid people. I want to go to the subconscious now by sleeping. We call the event onmind. Just like online, our active accounts, virtual people, people behind the scenes.

So onmind means my mind or maybe my soul is wandering, his body is still lying in the room."

Jihan crawled on the bed, sweeping her sprai by hand. He put a pillow on and he overlapped with his head. Jihan positioned her body sideways, turned her back on the door, no matter the light of dawn was already visible outside the veranda of her attic.

"Gue Denger said I can be onmind without the need to sleep or close my eyes. But ntar aja. It may not be good either.

If it's smooth, I can directly onmind using the flat technique. You know what it means. I am onmind now with symbolic, the signal is enough to wear a wink fitting brim.

Okay. The live stream started," Jihan said to the wall.

As the second needle ticked, Jihan was already motionless there. His body was blooming like a sleeping person. He's onmind.

"Kayak YouTuber. It's good, too."

"Ehh, Sister Kisye."

On the roof of the house, as it fell from the sky and landed on an invisible layer, Jihan saw the girl with PDL white trousers, paskibra jeans, a stick carrier.

"How come?" ask Kisye.

"Umm, so I listened to Jihan?"

"He wants to follow his point, brother?"

"No, he's not one doang, actually many," Kisye said as he observed his wand in hand.

"Wah if you will not kegendong Kak. But Jihan's got a firewood-seeking skill!"

"Ngng, if you mind that, yes, continue. You're going to first person, aren't you?" asked Kisye with a radiant face.

"Yes. Let yourself understand, keinget continue if you understand. But if you want to help, please."

"So. Bodo.. Hhh-hhh!" Kisye's shoulders suddenly shook.

"Well, what the hell is that?"

"Take your ticket towards me.."

"???"

"Yes.. Try deh. I want to host Han too. Who knows I'm funny too."

"This guy?" tanya Jihan poses as Captain America with her shield.

"Rubber. Hold yes. Hhh-hhh," Kisye was still grim, his white shirt rubbed, tidying up the folds.

"Marriage of a couple."

"Hhh-hh! Dah diem.." pinta Kisye, his body was upheld. "Hi, everybody. I represent Olive's board, would like to inform you about the upgrade application.

I want to tell you, that Olive agreed to the proposed upgrade from the dev team about Spear service.

Trus also, at the same time want to know about SWO, onmind time sets, that the scale is now governed by their respective drivers. And by default it follows the instant-read settings in the Server, one second of basetime is equal to the time spent.

During the onmind at Escort, whether it's a week, a month, a year, even a century. Lusid returned to the carriage a second later with extravel. Safe amnesia.

However, in connection with Luna is still in the sweep of the plot, upgrades and service is still to be postponed. God willing if the conditions allow, in the next few days, both will be running immediately, activated.

Wait for the next announcement from me, if it is running, I will tell you. So-so..

I'm Kisye, at TKP. reporting."

"..??"

"What!"

Jihan silently looked at the questioner, daydreaming while lowering her hand. Kisye red cheeks seen cameramannya, grimace while closing the lips, embarrassed with shoulders shaking. He didn't want to see Jihan's gawking face, for him it might be funny.

"Proclaimer.. station."

"Good no??"

"For example. hold the guitar."

"Yee.. Sing kali. Hhh-hh! Thanks Han, you helped me out. Ngng, I want to go back now. Want to ask about upgrading ma SWO?"

"Your, ntar. Jihan mau nerusin pe-er first brother."

"Gue pull yaa.. Assalamualaikum."

. uuung!!! Kisye retreated as her body blurted, blurry and then completely disappeared.

"Yes. Walaikumsalam."

Jihan looked at her hands like people looking at a clock. He frowned while talking to himself so he did not understand the term broadcast. "My hands are that tower? More instant nature."

Jihan soon hosts her show again, forgetting about the light spots. Also no matter the morning light is already bright, ignore a neighbor gymnastics wriggling the body on the edge of the alley.

"Yes.. What was I going to do, Rin? There's no mic here."

I want to talk about offmind

"Oh, yes. Nature blueprint. The offline section now. Okay. Time to go down, look at the body."

Jihan let her body through the roof of the house. The scenery looks like a submarine or tea bag, the body of the girl entered without obstruction or traffic jams. He sank well. After that, Jihan can step on the floor of the room, not continue to seep.

"Anti-mate and.. Well this is mediocre again there is the Mamah. But I can't interact with the conscious."

Whether talking to whom, Jihan kept quiet about Mamah's activities, and there was no response.

Ling Ling was busy spraying a toxic bug can, an anti-mosquito canister with pictures on the packaging of five lavender flower stems. She didn't know that Jihan was next to her, nor did she hear her son talking. Finished spraying the room, Mamah came out closing the door.

"Helow.. Can you be horrified?" jihan asked the girl who had been covered in a thick purple cloth. There was no answer, the body was just breathing, it was still closing its eyes.

Then, Jihan spoke again.

"The room smells special, the kiss just as I woke up.

Okay, now I want to get along. What is my body. If not, offline touch he said failed, mind failure. You know what it means. Really, never happened. Bismillah.."

Jihan fingered cubit skin, her fingertips covering her tattoo or magic mole.

Zwwshhhhh!!

Jihan's body is white with her clothes, so ghost! The owner is rubbing his eyes. Jihan like glare or maybe mind failure? While in the hands of his body has been radiated bright spots, even though it is covered with a blanket.

Jihan stopped rubbing, looking around her room, nothing changed. He seems to be talking, probably reporting what he saw. But he then regained his senses, bringing his hands closer to his ears.

Jihan spoke back, the same thing is still happening. No sound is heard. As he continued to shake his waist, he kept sweeping around, looking at the door, the study table, the dresser table, the cupboard, the wall clock, seemingly calm and knowing. Jihan then took off her shoulder to observe the light radiating in the pajama girl's hand.

Zwiiit!!

"Eah-ehh.."

In a new place, cube space but dark, Jihan balances a decent body people want to fall, whether slipping what.

"Well, here's the realm of two bracelets. As I tap my skin that sleeps it, ngedadak nyusut gini, like a navel creep."

Not only that, Jihan found herself floating in front of a square screen.

"Umm, so the first person is here. The cockpit-like room of the soulator. There should be six screens, tickling my body. Is it mandatory to have a screen?"

There is a keyboard on the screen. Jihan reads the Nutritional message, which as usual when Nutrition justifies.

"thus? That's you, Rin, who's picking?"

Tik-tak.tak-tak.. tik.. yep.. tik!

Thus. You are at the foundation of my room, sir.

"..??" Jihan squinted her two eyes. "Tumben you use a point at the end of the sentence, Rin?"

Punctuations.

"So you're still in the den, I'm here, under the blueprint of the room?"

Thus.

"OKAY. I'm the host first."

There's no comment.

"Long if I watch it until it's over. Here's a video of the flame fitting my skin stunted. Automatic ticket start raking. POV room design is exactly what the Queen says, a dice box with a height of three times the body of the person."

After looking through the ribs of the POV room (point of view), Jihan returned to watch.

"TKP is actually, in Dinner Shot. The clock comes home this is the Shucks again I scold. It happened a long time ago."

Though the screen shows a camera that moves a lot, amateur video. It was not clear what the object was, just showing a location with lots of desks and empty seats. But there was a conversation, Jihan was grumpy and scolded Diandra.

"Yes.sorry, sorry Han. I just knew how to make it. Sori please. open jahil, ihh."

"Yes, you're about dong ngetesnya, look I've been like a begal clay."

"Ta. but, you didn't faint. Obviously I buy cheap things that are not quality."

"God! On what, mo on home no? Disperse, not gelud."

"Sori Han's. Sori. please," said Jihan keep watching the unsteady show.

"Sori, Han. Sori. please."

The sound of Diandra's voice was clear, as Jihan said. Jihan asked Gizi to shut down the Whois?, still wanting to keep it to herself. The video was soon diprevous, in

expedites.

It turns out that the POV room recorded everything until Kisye was recorded. Video rounds do not blur the frame, long enough. Jihan waits to see Kisye-style Kera Sakti broadcast the announcement. It was during the second Jihan touched the skin of her sleeping body.

Brugh!

"Aww.homest..!"

Jihan fell down. He comments that the floor is not yet correct, because it is soft.

"It's like a bed advertisement. Trus I again stand gini suddenly so advertising ceramics. Okay deh. Your welcome Han's.. Hhh, really ngagetin."

The POV room is already lit in white, the walls are the same size as the ceiling and floor. There was no source of illumination there other than the existing layer. The light is not dazzling either.

"Did the Queen come here, exactly like she said. I will fall but not be so sick. Yeah, I'm practicing floor theory now."

Duk! Duk!

Jihan trampled on the glass floor. He also hops for the effect of the bed that had occurred.

Throwin! Throwin! Tuiing!!

Jihan handsome waist, it turns out the POV room is already static.

"Hhhhhhhhhhhh.. Qorin did not reach the region. Hhh, hhh.."

Jihan looked breathless. He let himself catch his breath. The girl should be claustrophobic, because there are no windows or vents there. First Person does not echo cave style, soundproof is not, tired once Jihan is not connected to Nutrition.

"OK Han. Continue presentation. This box is more or less the same as the Earth's core, the center of gravity. But it happened earlier, just watch Whois data?.

As will, I'm here to freely name these six frames. Come on, I'm with the Queen. First Person is the same mind.

Okay. Bener. As the story goes, one of the frames I can't see. The frame is called the mind.

I zoom in, look ahead, my mind is on the back wall. I looked at the back wall, the front one being the representative of the mind.

Look up, the floor does not look. Modeling is like forced, right? Tell me I'm in custody KPK. Amit here, glass but no shadow mantulin. Come on Han, think. Pecahin nih pe-er."

Jihan look up the POV ceiling. According to the news he heard, Jihan can stay there, change the gravity. But he was thinking about his purpose.

"Hhh, same time. I mijak there or mijak here, at the ends tell nyari frame brain. How do you find out, which one of you wants the Sixth Sense?"

Silent..

"good. I'm will. Han. Not them. The brain is not responsible, here my own author. So think yourself, napa the whole middle of nowhere should be modeled, recognizable using animation. How did it happen in three-dimensional space?"

Jihan retreated, doing her antimate again aka translucent style tea bags.

Zwwtth..!!

Jeree..hung!

"Dark side?"

When retreating until penetrating, the room again became a dark nature sailing one. But here the layer is not a monitor, Jihan sees the shadow. The shadow is exactly the object or prisoner in the interrogation room. There Jihan is thought to have discovered the Sixth Sense.

"Now clear, this reflection want to lo apain? I said, he was there talking like this.

Where is the three-dimensional animation? I have to check the layers."

Jihan approached the large mirror, the many stepped into the corner. At the destination, Jihan looked at the back, there was nothing but darkness. Surprisingly, the shadow did not fall into the POV room, its head sticking out.

"What is mending to the point, not dramatic? Don't let anyone see the radiation line from back here."

Tukh!

Jihan tapped on the frame after the monologue. He looked back because there was a straight, horizontal red line coming from a distance. Jihan retreated slightly, then squatted picking up the eraser. The shadow in the POV room followed him observing the goods.

It seems Jihan was not confused silent so. Radiation lines penetrated his hands and kept following where the object was moved, Jehan was handheld and wobbling, the red light was not also extinguished, still penetrating into the layers.

"Why don't I have a frame line? Am I thinking I can't see it?"

"You will know at that time the substance of the existing objects, the existence of exactly the line of the park. While your line of existence is not sensed by Jihan, neither am I there.

The other bracelet is an object outside of you."

Shown in Jihan's head was Reinit's sentence of modeling two bracelets.

For a minute, Jihan looked up, staring at the darkness of the room. The massage place feels as flat on the soles of the feet as in the POV room, the difference is only in the frame. But what darkness did he inhabit part of will as well?

"POV first person, not the end. In the realm of two bracelets, countless FinalCutter lines were as far as the eye could see. To enter it, we need Enik's words."

"Be."

Zwwtth..!!

The ribs of the room are there, also the flats are separated and move around Jihan. While Jihan had already caged Spear's ball, her body was floating, below her was a hex elevator flat.

Around Jihan there are straight threads of various sizes. Some are as thick as hair, as thick as hands, fingers, to the diameter of the tunnel. Now the dark room is full of many lines of radiation.

Perhaps the realm of the two unconscious original physical bracelets, behind the middle of nowhere, can also be an environmental radiation (Earth) whose shape has been simplified.

Jihan continued to drift, penetrating various laser-laser sizes with the Spear line. Not a single line of Jihan found bubbly like her balloon line, a red laser outside plain all.

"Ngapain's here too, huh? It's just a wave of houses in my room."

Jihan observed him still with strands of frame lines that looked piercing through, also carried along his journey.

"Maybe the lines of Lavender's smell, the blanket's physique, the pajamas, from the detector (the senses) into my brain. Hhh.. Where else am I being taken? Is it still sleeping?"