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High in the sky, spying down upon the world with an eye for justice, Ms. Bouncer floated along underneath inflated breasts. Listening to the sounds of wind and creaking skin, she sighed and turned her sight to her own cleavage. “Quiet day today,” she mused to herself. “Nothing’s happened since that bank robbery this morning. I should probably get down soon.” Looking back down at the city below, Amelia’s gaze drifted over to the suburbs where something caught her attention. A sign was visible on the roof of a small house, facing straight up to the sky.

It was a cold and snowy February night on the campus of North Chicago Tech, few people were out and about as the snowstorm was supposed to last until the next night. One of those few people out was Caitlin, a communications major, who was making her way to take advance of an uncrowded library. As she walked on the slick sidewalks to the library, she thought about what all of her friends were doing and why she was spending another Friday nightin the library.

Jamie kicked off her shoes as she wandered idly into her bedroom. After an exhausting day at work, and with her friend's birthday party that evening, she'd decided about half way through the day that her brief window of time between the two events would be spent taking a well-deserved nap. Her loose-fitting white T-shirt and slim jeans weren't what she'd usually wear to bed, but she was tired past the point of caring. It had been a busy day at the party store where she worked, but she was the only member of staff working at the register.