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    Hippocampus Chapter 1

    Story written on April 19, 2006 by flyingmudpie.
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    Danish-centric. That’s all I can say, without giving the game away.

     

                Those questions drew blanks. I’m sure I know the answers though. I just… I just need to uncover them, somehow.

     

                Of course. I should look for Alice’s name on that web of names.

     

                There it is. Right in the corner. With that red exploding balloon surrounding it that Shane has too. She’s connected to Roberta. No. Doesn’t ring any bell. Gabby. Yikes. Yikes? Never mind. And there’s Bette. I know, I mean, I knew her.

     

                Bette, Shane, Alice. They’re associated with each other, somehow.

     

                And then, I saw this line. No actually, it wasn’t a proper line, it was an erased line. It stood out because whoever had cleaned out that line had evidently spent a lot of time trying to get rid out any trace of it – the white of the board shone in just that few centimeters.

     

                Like a spot of purity amidst that whole mess of lines.

     

                But it was clear, as clear as I am muddle-headed now, that there used to be a bold red line there. Which was odd, I thought, because the other lines were all drawn in black, or dark blue. And if you looked closely, you could see there were tiny hearts drawn parallel to the line, alongside it.

     

                How cute. I wonder why the line was erased. Then, I looked at the name at the other end of the line.

               

                Dana.

     

                Hmm. Nice name. I think I knew her.

     

                I wonder what time it is. I looked around for a clock, no actually I didn’t look around. I knew there would be a digital clock on the table – one with large, red digits that glow in the dark.

     

                15:42, it said.

     

                I got up and tried to… oh my god, where is this place?

     

                My surroundings had changed in the blink of an eye. I was no longer in the room with that web of names connecting nice familiar names like Alice and Shane to other unfamiliar people. I was… I was in another room. With a girl and a boy. There right in front of me.

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    2. My Danish/twin telepathy has drawn me to your fic… That. Or your direction to it. Finally a Danish writer that is out of her eerie hibernation! And what a great way to start off a chapter with an interesting POV. Nice, Wischnia! You know what else is ‘gangsta’? Howie secretly owning a barbie doll. We just don’t know it yet. More ‘Piece-a-Key’ please! asap.

    5. coll: Anni_M is right. Hope that has cleared your doubts. But of course the possibilities are endless: Alice could be on drugs and suffering from the sides effects of hallucinations and amnesia, or Danish could have taken a leaf from Sharmen and are playing a game of their own called ‘Too forgetful’. Anni_M: LOL, other than being my Yoda, have you doubled up as my secretary as well? Haha thanks anyway! Red: How did you guess? Howie has more barbie dolls than Dana and he plays with them while wearing a Strawberry Shortcake T-shirt.

    7. Can you hear the hands clapping all over the place? I can. Great job with this new fic. Finally we get something different from what we’ve used to. Updates, please!

    10. Hey, great point of view! Very “lovely bones-ish”…and that’s a very good thing. Nice style! Looking forward to your future posts. Thanks for putting it out there…

    12. hello darling!!! guess who?? hee. no prize for guessing though:P anyway, just wanna tell you i really like your fanfic!! muahh! love love!!

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