AmyStrange & the Criminal
(Part 1: the Escape)
                              Copyright © 2019 by David P. Ayotte
THIS BOOK IS NOT FOR CHILDREN
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CHAPTER 11: THURSDAY, OCTOBER 30th

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     “That's one of the reasons why I  
love you, Sleepy Toes,” Beth said, and 
then pulled me out of the chair,       
“because it also bothers you.”         
     She helped me with my coat again, 
and this time I didn’t fight her. I    
didn’t even realize she was also pul-  
ling me towards the door, until she    
pushed me and slammed it in my face,   
again.                                 
     I opened the door, and once again,
there she was, waiting. She kissed me, 
and after catching my breath, I said,  
“We have to stop meeting like this.”   
     She giggled and pushed me out the 
door again, but this time didn't slam  
it in my face.                         
     Twenty-five minutes later, I was  
standing outside the Oh Oh Room,       
wondering if today was gonna be the day
this all turns out to be a dream.      
     Once I got inside, the door to the
Secret Room was open, and the Cat was  
once again typing away at the computer.
     Not today, I guess.               
     “All humans must die. What was    
that all about?” was the first thing   
out of my mouth.                       
     “Oh that,” she said, fanning a paw
in front of her like she was shooing a 
fly away. “I had to type something, so 
I used an article I read yesterday. I  
do remember that being at the end of   
it, though. Interesting that you should
pick up on just that part. It was an   
article about the merging of robotics  
and organic memory.”                   
     Curses, I thought, Beth was right.
Again.                                 
     The Cat went on from there to     
explain how it took her a couple hours 
to figure out how to use a browser and 
connect to the internet.               
     Once she did that, she went       
looking for information on what the    
hell was going on here. She found the  
company website, and from there        
discovered chatrooms. A week later, she
found her cat buddies, and from them   
got a couple links to the history of   
humans.                                
     “How do you know they’re really   
cats?”                                 
     “Like you, I have to see them     
also, but they did send me some        
videos,” she said, and then paused,    
“They were ok, but they also looked too
good. Know what I mean?”               
     “Yeah, I do. Yours looked the same
way, and everyone else said the same   
thing. It looked too real, too good.”  



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