If you are interested in something, lmk and I can send or upload pics and pull model numbers. If you are interested in a bunch, we can setup a time to come by.
Sometime the week of 6/12 whatever is left will be donated to the tool library/maker spaces/Habitat Restore.
Corded power tools in great shape or near new. with storage cases. Prefer to sell together or at least in decent grouping.

• Makita 7 1/4" skill saw + a variety of blades, several brand new
• HPT corded 1/2 drill
• HPT grinder, brand new
• Dewalt sawzall
• B&D Jigsaw
• Belt Sander
• Bosch fixed & plunged base router kit, opened but never used. Includes a dozen or so router bits.
• 12 inch Hitache dual bevel compound mitre saw + custom rolling base & cabinet with 4 foot foldable extensions (one for each side)
• 12 inch harbor frieight compound mitre saw used for a few cuts
• Tons of 12 inch blades, lightly used or brand new
• 1 rockwell oscillating saw
• 1 oscillating saw (forget brand, acquired at costco)
• Several dozen new oscillating saw blades
• 20 year old craftsman 1/2 inch drill, well used but very reliable

Large corded tools:

• Dewalt wet saw with blade, clean water bucket, pump, slides, stand, power source, etc.
• Delta 10" contractor table saw. Orginal fence & rails as well as 50" biesemeyer clone, blade guard, etc. Cast iron table is perfectly flat, unpitted, no rust. It's the last model made in USA before Delta closed the tupelo plant. Tons of blades including Forrester Woodworker II (needs manufacturer reconditioning which is like $75 + shipping), varios Freud blades (new & lightly used) & some Diable blades
• Delta 10" four poster planer in good shape & working, dust extraction hookup. Needs plug replaced as it was damaged when relocating in garage. Will sell at part out value if I cannot replace plug before you come to look at it.
• Older craftsman radial arm saw on mobile base, + 7 or so blades
• A dozen or so pairs of Bessey 3/4 inch pipe clamps, 4-8' long
• A few pairs of 1/2 pipe clamps, 4' long
• 8 pair folding saw horses

Pneumatic tools

• Porter Cable 16, 18, finish nailer & pin nailer pneumatic nailers
  • tons of unused nails
• Porter Cable 5 gallon oilless compressor, lightly used
• Sanborn Magna Force 25 gallon oil compressor, good shape. Needs the regulator knob replaced ($40 part online) but working otherwise
• Several air compressor cords, various lenghts 10 ft to 50 ft.
• HPT stapler & staples
• Freeman pneumatic flooring nailer, opened never used.
• Ramset w/ nails & powder cartridges

Remodeling/woodworking

• 1400 - 1600 sq ft of 3/4 inch x 3.25 inch rustic white oak solid hardwood flooring, new in bundles. A couple bundles were opened. Includes a dozen packs or so of oak splines, possibly underlayment. All in, paid $5500 ($3.25-$3.40 per sq ft). Asking $2500 OBO.
• A variety of stain-grade wood including red oak, white oak, maple, poplar, hickory, walnut. Mostly oaks & maple (some but not much tigeburled maple). It's all full dimension 1x1, 1x2, 1x3 in 8'-16' lengths for cabinet face frames. Stacked together, it would be 6-8' tall x 2.5' wide. Most of it is longer lengths.
  • Can include a lumber storage shelf that is 16' l x 3' w x 12'.
• 20 or so rough sawn 1x6 or 1x8 ~16' local blue stain pine boards.
• Never installed 60" inch vanity, white with separate molded counter & sinks. Will include delta faucets new in box if I still have them
• American standard garbage disposal new in box
• New door handles, hinges, hardware in aged bronze (color matched to Kwikset handles & Delta fixtures)
• Never installed light grey large format tiles, enough for 1.5 5' tub surrounds (front, back, side)
• Bunch of 4" mdf trim 8' or 10' lengths. New
• Set of 2 year old LG stainless steel kitchen appliances. 25 cu ft fridge, gas range + gas convection oven, dishwasher. It was $5-6k new, asking $2200 OBO. Trying to verify length left on extended warranty.
• Whirlpool commercial standup garage freezer, 28 cu ft, white, approximately 12 years old. Great shape.
• Danby 20ish cu ft garage freezer, 2 years old.

Miscellaneous

• 6' x 2' x 7' steel adjustable storage shelf. Great shape used for steel/metal storage, never been able to overload.
• Various other wood/basement storage shelving sized for 45 gallon storage tubs. 6-8 long, 8' tall
• T8 grow adjustable shelf with 3 @ 4'x8' T8 light fixtures. Can convert to LED by removing the ballasts. Built out of pine 1x4s.
• Ridgid shop vac
• Husqvarna battery operated string trimmer with charger, string
• Worx corded blowevac
• Heavy duty 25' electrical cords, used for 20 amp tools
• 6-8 foot i-beam & box levels, like new
• 30' warner aluminum extension ladder
• several aluminum extension & step ladders 10-18 feet
• Dozens of new work/old work outlet boxes
• New circuit breakers for GE panels including AFCI & 80-100W breakers
• 14 gauge romex rolls, 100' or 250'
• 2 spool of cat 6 ethernet. About 150' on each. Will include fishtape, pull rods, connectors & pull reiliefs, crimp tools, line testers, etc.
• Plumbing tools
• Pair of harbor freight loading ramps, 8-10' long
• Heavy duty furniture dolly & wheeled furniture movers
• Several 5 gallon buckets of SW paint in grey & white (interior & exterior). Never opened. Will include buckets & filters to screen/box paint. Enough for 2 @ 3 bedroom houses.
  • Tons of new roller covers/brushes purdey & wooster mostly
  • Some heavy duty paint tarps, a few large rolls of plastic drop cloth

The day seemed like it would be ordinary until the aeronautical community’s most sought after document showed up on my doorstep.
It came wrapped in brown kraft paper tied off with twine, and the exterior packaging had no return address nor any indication of a postage stamp. It was as though it had been simply bundled up and dropped into my wall-mounted mailbox by a random passerby.
No part of me was willing to surrender the strange parcel without opening it first. Regardless of who its contents truly belonged to, my eyes would be the first to see it. I removed the twine and then dug a thumb under a fold in the packaging paper before clawing it away to expose a brown tan notebook circa 1900. It was full grain buffalo leather with a crisscross of cord for the spine and a thick hand cut string keeping it sealed shut.
When I undid the string, the pages that had been gripped tight by the leather fanned out gently then returned to their original position, my eyes landing on the front page. It was without a printer’s mark and read in big handwritten type: “THE DIARY AND RECORD OF HENRY H. HELGELAND.”
I knew in that instant the package was in the hands of who it was rightfully sent out for. Not just because I’d recently lost my job as an associate at our city’s art museum but because of a separate, much deeper connection to the diary’s author.
Perhaps it’s in my best interests to turn it over to the National Archives, or the US Arctic Research Commission, or maybe even the U.S. Capitol Visitor Center, but at the risk of seeing it blue-penciled to death, I’ve elected to instead share it here and now.
The world needs to know what happened.
---
Henry H. Helgeland — my great grandfather — was a severe looking man with a walrus mustache and a bone to pick with anyone who ever doubted him. He was born in Oakland, California in 1871 and was, by all available accounts relayed to me, well-behaved and well-liked. His father worked a lucrative job in the shipping industry, transporting timber between San Francisco and the Central Valley. Two years into Henry’s life, his mother would contract a fatal case of diphtheria and die shortly thereafter; when he was old enough to understand what had happened, Henry “yearn[ed] fervently for a reunion to mend [his] great anguish and sorrow.”
Near the turn of the 20th century, Henry attended Stanford University’s Department of Mechanical Engineering, where he learned everything from thermodynamics to machine design. But it was a lecture about polar transportation that would ultimately kindle his interest in a separate enterprise: arctic exploration. Indeed, the race to the North Pole was well underway, with naval officers, geologists, and aeronauts around the globe vying for the chance to make history. My great grandfather, like many of his peers, propounded the theory that he, and he alone, would be the first to reach the Great White North.
In 1895, Henry graduated with a Bachelor of Science degree in mechanical engineering and sought to expand the member list of the so called Ascension Society, a student organization he’d assembled to aid engineering graduates with materials science. Many of its constituents had engaged in research projects and experimental setups to hone their craft of mechanical systems, but in time, however, the venture would instead prove a hotspot for investors and philanthropists. Donations averaging up to $5,000 helped fund and promote the fantastic ambitions of my great grandfather. So long as the Ascension Society was gracing him with their support, he’d be the first to reach the North Pole.
In early 1898, armed with enough capital, Henry used the proceeds to purchase the materials required for the balloon.
---
A notable circus at the forefront of traveling attractions in the early twentieth century was The Fielding Troupe. With its impressive lineup of talent — from fire eaters and aerialists to equestrians and strongmen — the ensemble drew crowds from nearly every town in western America during its historic run. Its wide reach would ultimately reel in many notable faces, including my great grandfather.
Prior to a performance in Oakland, the Fielding Troupe led a procession through the town around Stanford University, announcing their arrival with a parade of wagons, floats, and animals. The strategy, as it were, was to drum up as much publicity and fanfare as possible. Evidently it worked, as a healthy fraction of the faculty and student body at Stanford made the trip over to Oakland in order to see the troupe in action.
Surrounding their arena with two hundred feet of heavy duty tent canvas, the troupe put on a show for the ages the night Henry was in attendance, with extravagant acrobatics, trained animal performances, and a special appearance from Curtis the Clown. Following a skillful display of juggling and good natured audience ribbing, Curtis’s master stroke was an intricate stunt involving balloons and wire flying. Firstly, he would inflate several multi-colored balloons and tie them off with string, securing them firmly in his grip. They served as a flashy distraction from the piece of flexible metal snaking out from the harness he had concealed under his equally flashy costume. Then, with a whisper of strength, a couple stagehands hoisted the balloon-carrying clown thirty feet into the air to make it appear as though he was levitating by virtue of the balloons alone. A separate performer — a marksman — showed off his sharpshooting skills with a Winchester model rifle and gunned down the balloons, exploding each one as the stagehands loosened their hold on Curtis’s harness until he was eased to the ground.
Henry watched the routine with eager delight. Seeing Curtis the Clown float above a hundred or so onlookers helped stir within him a plan. The ceiling of the Big Top Tent where Curtis had concluded his ascent represented more than the centerpiece of a traveling circus.
“Ascendancy,” Henry muttered to his wife Ruth. “This is how we get to the top of the world.”
---
The spherical vessel measured sixty-five feet in diameter, with a capacity of over 200,000 cubic feet. Its construction was overseen by Henry and a couple french engineers who installed in its gondola three berths and ample ballast to keep it stable. The gondola, a carefully constructed assemblage of wicker and chestnut wood, was built as such to bar any interference to the magnetic instruments of the explorers. Keeping it shielded against severe weather conditions was a varnished silk calotte and a vaselined net composed of over four-hundred hemp cords. A bamboo pole was attached bellow the carrying ring to attach the side sails and, perhaps most notably, the balloon was fitted with hemp and cocoa nut fiber guide ropes to help steer and maintain a consistent altitude.
After two years of exhaustive construction, work on the balloon was completed in 1900. Henry named it Ascension, after the society that funded its creation.
---
What follows are several selected passages lifted directly from Henry’s memorandum, transcribed by me. The first entry reads:
“At nine o'clock on the forenoon, May 5, 1900, under the auspices of the Ascension Society, we embarked from the 71st parallel on our quest of the Pole. Our great journey sets off from Point Barrow, Alaska following a grueling adventure aboard the steamer Sursum. I, Henry Helgeland, travel forth, accompanied by Charles Ringvold, esteemed navigator, and Edward Meyer, long celebrated physician, into the arctic wilderness. Together, our efforts will generate a most formidable team and an unwavering spirit. We will ascend.”
Indeed, the SS Sursum disembarked from a port in San Francisco in mid May of that year; it offered easy access to the Pacific Ocean and sailed through the Bering Strait, covering over 3,000 nautical miles before reaching Point Barrow on July 2.
When the balloon took off, carried by a fierce north east wind, it was to a thunderous applause from those that had come to bear witness to the bold endeavor. Among them were crew members of the SS Sursum, high ranking associates of the Ascension Society, and carpenters tasked with helping the balloon reach its initial phase of liftoff.
As it elevated to 300 hundred feet and passed around an onlooking whaler, Henry was reported to have shouted: “To the top of the world, hurrah!”
---
36 hours would elapse before a second entry was made.
“July 4, 1900, Lat. 77° 48' N, Long. 143° 4' W. We are soaring at a height of 600 feet above the Earth's surface, traveling at a speed of approximately seven kilometers per hour. Our morale remains similarly aloft. Charles relayed to me that, God willing, we anticipate reaching the pole in roughly 800 miles. Beyond the drag ropes lending their ballast to our journey, optimism is our guiding force. We will ascend.”
Turbulent air currents had a different plan in mind, however.
“July 5, 1900, Lat. 80° 8' N, Long. 138° 37' W. Alas! Our aerial journey came to an abrupt halt yestereve on the 80th parallel. We voyaged as many as 500 miles before a forceful downdraft spun our vehicle on its vertical axle and compelled it into a sharp descent; we had lost what we estimate to be just over 100 cubic feet of gas.
“Edward suffered severe injuries during the initial impact and claims his vertebrae have been shattered, leaving him immobile. We’re at the mercy of the floe on which we now rest, at the mercy of the Polar Sea. Should we face the specter of death, we shall meet it with unwavering honor. We will ascend.”
---
“July 6, 1900. We find ourselves solitary in the barren expanse, accompanied only by bergs, ice-fields, and majestic glaciers. Our rations encompass a container’s worth of hardtack, enough salted beef for approximately one week, canned stew, dried apricots, some chocolate bars, and seven bottles of ale.
“Edward’s outlook remains grim; he suspects he’ll never walk again. In witness of his current state, I’m beginning to share in such apprehensions. Edward, whom we have reposed on on of our sledges, fears that the opportunity to make known the great love he holds for his mistress Rebecca is one he’ll never be granted. ‘You shall be reunited at once,’ I assured him. ‘Our journey to triumph will not be thwarted by minor inconveniences.’
“We’ve plotted the course to our next destination: that being Herschel Island, located off the coast of Canada in the Beaufort Sea. Charles — who shares in Edward’s dismay — estimates a three month footslog spanning just under one thousand miles is in store for us, perhaps more given Edward’s ailment. I am determined to see this mission to its completion, yet survival remains a paramount desire. Who’s to recount our extraordinary journey should we fail?
“While establishing our encampment and scouting the local flora of the area for additional sources of sustenance, I happened upon a plant of an unknown species. Half a meter tall, bulbous tubers, and thin roots terminating in clusters of white flowers; intuition suggests this is a water hemlock, which precludes it from edibility. Nevertheless, I shall regard this finding as one of great fortune. A portent of divine value. We will ascend.”
---
Two days later, gold prospectors off the Alaskan coast at Nome beach were in the process of emptying their sluice boxes when from the sky flew a carrier pigeon directly to their mining site. It bore a label with the inscription “Helgeland” and contained the following dispatch:
“July 7, 1900. First dog watch. Three southerly traveling carrier-pigeons were sent off at approximately 7 h. 40 p.m. Pacific Standard Time, the following among them. This is Rear Admiral Charles Ringvold of the United States Navy and the Helgeland Balloon Expedition of 1900. Our hopes of reaching the pole have been reduced to naught. Assistance urgently needed. Our destinies have hitherto been unknown, and now my fears have been actualized. GO IN TERROR OF HENRY HELGELAND. He is not who he proclaims to be. I volunteered for a man of honorable stature and venturesome drive. The man before me betrays neither.”
The remainder of the message was a hasty scrawl, decrypted only by the best in linguistics and modern codebreaking.
“UNASSISTED WE WILL PERISH HELPED WE WILL PERSEVERE PLEASE GOD HELP US HENRY WILL KILL US ALL DO NOT BELIEVE WHAT HE PROCLAIMS.”
The communication was immediately passed off to the Smithsonian Institution, where word fell within the earshot of Ascension Society proponents and additional members of the US Navy. A follow-up expedition — a rescue team led by Captain S. P. Matthews — was put together at once with the authorization of the Secretary of War.
Months later, after a congressional bill introduced to secure grant funding for arctic exploration — and thereby a rescue mission for Helgeland’s lost expedition — was successfully passed, the USS Greenwich departed from the San Francisco Naval Shipyard with a crew of thirty boatswains, medics, and deck officers among others.
What they would ultimately uncover puzzled them all.
---
“July 7, 1900. The team has fractured. We are without our provisions and without the morale that has served us thusly.
“Charles and I set upon the pursuit and capture of a walrus, a most strenuous task in the Arctic Circle. Furnished with a Winchester model .40-82, the sport skews in our favor but we are in no short supply of peril. These are one ton beasts with the strength of a hundred strongmen as they stave the ice, and yet it is not them I should have feared.
“’I can’t allow you to proceed further.’ I heard the click clack racket of the Winchester as Charles chambered a round and raised the rifle, training its twenty inch barrel toward my back after I had volunteered — quite ignorantly — to take the vanguard.
“’Charles?’ I managed between clattering teeth.
“’You’re a man of bold stature. An honorable man at that. But not honorable enough to die for. And that’s it, Henry. I will not die for you.’
“’You speak out of distress, not rationality.’
“’I’m as rational as one permits when I say we won’t all make it to Canada. You can’t expect us to sledge Edward for the next month and retain our strength. Our sanities.” I could hear him gulp, ‘our lives.’
“’You’re not who you say you are.’ I realized in that moment. ‘Not even an ensign would renounce his own crew. Who are you really, Charles?’
“His credentials were a farce; a clever scheme to scrape through the expedition’s vetting process. He was no navy-man nor expert nor navigator and if you piled his life’s accomplishments on top of one another, they’d be equal to that of a cretin.
“’Doesn’t matter any more, Henry.’
“’Then why haven’t you shot me?’
“I sensed beyond his terror a hint of reluctance and felt within him the trepidation of an amateur. The man had never wielded a firearm in his life and wouldn’t start hence.
“’In Your infinite mercy, hear my prayer. In Your boundless grace, grant me Your forgiveness,’ he muttered below his breath. I could’ve believed he’d have squeezed the trigger if not for the unexpected convulsion that suddenly brought him to his knees. Befallen by the strange attack, Charles unhanded the Winchester and collapsed to the ice in the midst of a crippling seizure. And in a matter of moments, he had succumbed to death.
“With some activated charcoal or perhaps an emetic, he could have eluded such a painful demise. I stepped over to look upon his body, his pupils dilated to the size of dimes. Reviewing the immediate symptoms, intuition tells me he’s become the latest victim of hemlock poisoning, the kind of amateur mistake I’d expect from someone such as Charles. Ideal timing, if I may speak candidly.
“Hope remains alive. I will ascend.”
---
Investigators with the crew of S. P. Matthews found everything except answers.
It took them all of three months to zero in on the campsite left behind by Helgeland’s expedition. Any prospect of finding the balloon itself was dropped by the wayside to preserve manpower and time.
The camp was discovered on the 79th parallel, not in any particular state of disarray but with enough evidence to suggest conflict had broken out between the members. Edward was discovered in a tent with the rest of the rations and a bullet hole stamped in the side of his head. There was no telling how long he’d been dead for.
Forty-five meters away from the camp, buried under a stalagmitic gathering of ice and snow, was the body of Charles Ringvold. A followup inquiry would prove my great grandfather’s claims that he was a fraud, but like Charles himself, the truth is buried deep under the surface. Edward and Charles are commemorated for their failed — albeit honorable — efforts in the face of great opposition.
The body of my great grandfather, however, was never found. Theories thus abound in the saga of Henry H. Helgeland and we are no more the wiser now than we were a century ago. He is remembered for murdering his men in cold blood, deserting them, and then yielding to the elements somewhere in the frozen hell of the arctic. The carrier-pigeon message sent by Charles corroborated the apparent facts.
But I know the truth. Because only I have the answers.
“July 8, 1900. All that remains is me, for everyone else has vanished. Edward and I regaled each other with stories of our mistresses as night fell upon our place in the arctic wasteland. Rebecca, Edward’s beloved, works as an expert seamstress in San Francisco and will no doubt be devastated when news of his fate reaches her. But the great memories they shared together, I assured him, will serve her well in the years to come.
“‘You shall be reunited at once,’ I whispered to him once more before executing the dying man with the Winchester. It is my turn to face whatever awaits me on the ice.
“My great anguish and sorrow have been mended.
“Ruth is calling to me now. Our son promptly requires our presence.
“I shall go to them."
The fruitless search for my great grandfather peaked at last with the unearthing of a path of footprints snaking away from the tent where Edward’s body lay. Investigators followed them for approximately ten meters before they abruptly ceased. Captain Matthews is quoted as saying: “it was as though the walker had simply floated away.”
And indeed, it was our family that won in the end, for my great grandfather received exactly what he wanted. The final, undated entry of his diary is comprised of but three simple words:
“I have ascended.”

Hoping you all can let me know if I’m thinking about this the right way.
I need to install a bathroom floor over a slab, and am trying to decide the right height for the subfloor (based on how much clearance I need below the toilet for the drain plumbing for the toilet). The limiting factor is there is a low ceiling in this room, so the lower the floor the better.
I’ve been to Lowe’s and measured a 3” flange with a 90 coming out of it and the height of that is 6.5”. I then need to drain 5’ before connecting with the main drain line for home. At 1/4” per foot that’s 1.25” of drop needed.
So is the right way to think about this 6.5” + 1.25” (7.75”) is the bare minimum distance from slab to top of subfloor?
If I’m feeling smart at the time I’ll add an inch just because shit happens.

Hey everyone! 💛
I’m 7 weeks post op from breast lift and I suffered from a HORRIBLE infection due to the open wounds combined with really intense heat where I live (Thailand).
My scars look so, so intense compared to other photos at 7-8 weeks post-op.
DUH, I’m not supposed to compare and I’ve kind of come to peace with the fact that I just had a horrible infection and the scars will take much longer to fade than someone who didn’t have the same infection - so comparison is a waste of time and energy.
But my questions now are, has anyone found an amazing scar treatment?
I’m using dermatix as recommended by my doctor, in the 4 weeks I’ve used it - I see zero improvement at all.
Silicon sheets are complicated here in this heat and when I started using them the first time is when my wounds Re-opened and got horribly infected. I was on an antibiotic IV for 7 days straight!
Finally things are healing and I’m wondering if anyone has found an amazing gel, even something DIY like aloe Vera, laser treatments or even tattoo work that has helped with really bad scarring?
My right breast incision line has a scar about half an inch wide and my left and right nipples are completely different sizes AND uneven and I’m just feeling even more insecure AFTER surgery than I did BEFORE surgery 😂
Please help! 🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰

You've armed yourself with a VPN to guard your online exploits, making your browsing, streaming, and torrenting more elusive than Bigfoot himself. Thanks to your VPN's Fort Knox-level encryption, network overlords and ISPs are left scratching their heads, unable to spot which corners of the web you've been poking around in or what files you've been downloading. But there's one problem - they can still sense your VPN, like an invisible yet palpable phantom in the room. Lucky for us, there are several methods in the vault to make a VPN as undetectable as a needle in a haystack.
Scanning through the swathes of online advice on rendering your VPN undetectable is a bit like diving into a murky sea of misinformation, half-truths, and wild guesses. So, armed with a spirit of relentless curiosity, I donned my digital Sherlock Holmes hat and set out on a weeks-long fact-finding mission. My tools? Piles of articles, guides, and VPN support articles, numerous conversations with VPN customer service detectives, my personal expertise and experience, and multiple rounds of good ol' fashioned testing.
The result? This guide. Consider it a condensed field guide to making your VPN connection as elusive as a chameleon (well, to some extent). And because we're not half-baking things here, I've also included my personal recommendations for the top-tier VPNs that can deftly sidestep VPN detection and blockade like a pro.
The Art of Invisible VPNing: A Guide to the Why
Why would you want to render your VPN invisible, you might ask? Well, as much as I admire transparency, in the realm of VPNs, stealth pays off. Here's why.
In the case of a VPN block party - nations like China, Iran, and Indonesia have often been known to use their cutting-edge technology prowess to sniff out and thwart VPN connections. Even educational institutions and workplaces sometimes employ firewalls as bouncers, keeping VPNs at bay.
Secondly, who doesn't love a good streaming spree? Unfortunately, streaming sites often act like a suspicious bouncer, routinely rooting out and blocking VPN connections due to licensing red tape. But if you can make your VPN connection as invisible as a ghost, you could swan dive into your favorite shows from anywhere with a VPN.
Lastly, it's all about privacy, isn't it? Although your VPN's encryption acts like a cloak of invisibility, preventing your ISP from seeing your digital shenanigans, your ISP can still sense the presence of a VPN. Also, websites can sometimes recognize VPN IP addresses. In the name of privacy, some folks just prefer not to broadcast to their ISPs or visited sites that they're employing a VPN. After all, a good magician never reveals his secrets.
An Invisible Surfing Spree: Selecting the Right VPN
The most straightforward path around those pesky VPN detection dogs and firewall barricades is to employ a VPN that's adept at playing hide and seek. What you're really looking for is a VPN that changes its IP address as often as a chameleon changes color, expertly cloaks its VPN traffic, and offers an impressive suite of security and privacy features.
After sending several VPNs through a gauntlet of tests, I came to the conclusion that ExpressVPN should be your first port of call if you want to cruise the internet undetected — here's the evidence:
The master of disguise, ExpressVPN, seems to have a revolving door for IP addresses. During my test-run of its New York server, I noticed a different IP address each time, as if I was flipping through a book of random digits. The prowess of ExpressVPN is further demonstrated by its ability to grant you access to top-tier streaming platforms and its seamless operation even in countries with internet restrictions tighter than a tick.
Also, it supports Tor over VPN connections, adding another layer of camouflage to your VPN's IP address.
Your data and privacy are guarded like crown jewels with its no-logs policy and a suite of advanced security features, including robust leak protection, all backed up by audits.
Shuffling the Deck: Switching Your VPN’s IP Address
When a streaming giant or network sleuth has put your VPN's IP address on the blacklist, you'll need to give your VPN server's IP a makeover to sidestep this little roadblock. The most straightforward approach? Simply reconnect to the VPN server or waltz over to a different VPN server.
Certain VPNs come with in-built tools that permit you to shuffle the server's IP address like a deck of cards. Others, with a flair for automation, do the reshuffling for you — unobtrusively changing the IP address while you're sailing through the VPN server, akin to a magician who never reveals his tricks. Take VyprVPN for example, it has a trick up its sleeve known as the Chameleon protocol. This obfuscation tool is a master of disguise, seamlessly changing your IP address mid-journey without as much as a hiccup in your VPN connection.
Musical Chairs: Juggling Your VPN Protocol
Sometimes, in a land of restrictions and watchful network overseers, certain VPN protocols can be halted in their tracks if the ports they love to party in are shut down. They can also be outed and barred by a savvy bouncer known as Deep Packet Inspection (DPI). Your ticket out of this restrictive soiree is a simple protocol switcheroo.
If you find yourself grappling with port blocks, OpenVPN or WireGuard could be your new best pals. Should their default stomping grounds be barred, you can manually shepherd them to a different port — a tour WireGuard is prepared for with thousands of options, and OpenVPN is not far behind. Some VIPs on the VPN scene, such as ExpressVPN and PrivateVPN, have taken it a step further. They've programmed these protocols to play nice with ports that are hard to put in lockdown, saving you the hassle of handpicking a port. Quite the lifesaver if you're new to the shindig.
Playing Hide-and-Seek with Your VPN
Obfuscation, or as I like to call it, the "VPN invisibility cloak", wraps your VPN traffic in an extra layer of encryption, making it appear as unassuming as your run-of-the-mill internet traffic. It's your best defense against the ever-probing eye of DPI detection and blockade.
While a fair share of VPNs come with access to protocols that are masters of disguise, a select few have a built-in obfuscation feature that doesn't require them to borrow from the protocols they use. TunnelBear, for example, has its GhostBear feature, and PrivateVPN boasts StealthVPN. Activate these tools, and your VPN data magically transforms into regular, everyday internet traffic. Abracadabra, your online activities have just pulled a Houdini!
Opening the 443 Doorway: A Sneak into Internet Autobahn
If VPN-related ports seem like they are sealed tighter than a sous-vide bag, it's high time you make a run for TCP port 443. This magical portal is the very same used by HTTPS traffic, which pretty much is the main freeway for most of our internet travels. If an ISP or network overlord dared to barricade this gateway, they might as well bid adieu to all websites that use HTTPS – say, those tiny, irrelevant sites like Facebook, Google, Twitter, and YouTube. Imagine the uproar!
However, this precious TCP port 443 is only compatible with a select few VPN protocols:
OpenVPN, the people's champion of protocols for its robust security, is one of them. Some VPN providers like Private Internet Access let you pick TCP port 443 when you’re feeling the OpenVPN groove. Others, like ExpressVPN, streamline the process, automatically pairing OpenVPN with TCP port 443.
SSTP, a protocol not as widely embraced, uses TCP port 443 by default. But it's hard to find, tucked away in the menus of only a few VPN providers like IPVanish.
Then, there's SoftEther. This protocol is like the unicorn of VPN services - you hear of it, but you barely see it, primarily because it's as tricky to integrate into the VPN client as untangling your headphones after they've been in your pocket.
The High-Roller IP: A Reserved Seat in the VPN Concert
In the world of VPNs, shared IP addresses are the norm, akin to the nosebleed section in a concert - you share the space (or IP in our case) with a gaggle of other VPN users. But what if you fancied a front-row experience? Enter: the dedicated IP address. This VIP seat, exclusive to you, ensures that you don't share the IP spotlight with anyone else. It's like renting your own private island in the vast VPN sea.
Should you opt for a dedicated IP, streaming sites might struggle to detect your VPN connection. Picture this: instead of identifying a mob of 100+ people logging in from the same IP address (quite the red flag for shared IPs), websites would witness only a lone user logging in. Less conspicuous, less likely to be flagged and blocked.
If a dedicated IP address whets your appetite, Private Internet Access and CyberGhost VPN are solid options. They both roll out the red carpet of dedicated IPs for a nominal additional fee. For those of you scrimping, PrivateVPN is a sensible choice, providing free access to dedicated IP addresses.
Moreover, some VPNs, such as TorGuard, even offer dedicated residential IP addresses, the crème de la crème of detectability. These IPs belong to residential ISPs rather than data centers, making them appear as regular internet users to anyone scrutinizing these IPs. However, fair warning, TorGuard’s VPN plans tend to be on the pricier side. It's akin to paying for box seats at the opera, not exactly penny-pinching.
The Tor-tuous Trail: A VPN Voyage to the Dark Side
Tor, a cloak-and-dagger network that grants passage to the infamous dark web, is like a secret labyrinth. It leads your traffic through multiple servers, engaging in some digital masquerade, frequently changing your IP and encrypting your traffic repeatedly. The best part? It’s like a secret society with no membership fee. Simply download and install the Tor browser and you have a ticket to the Tor network.
Here's a trick up the sleeve: you can snake a Tor connection through a VPN connection. This nifty move ensures internet and dark web hotspots are none the wiser about your VPN IP address. The VPN connection, draped in several layers of Tor encryption, would be harder to detect than a chameleon on a Jackson Pollock painting. In essence, your connection path looks a bit like this:
You, then VPN, then Tor Server #1, Tor Server #2, Tor Server #3, and finally, the Dark Web.
Several top-shelf VPNs support the Tor over VPN connection, with ExpressVPN garnering my personal favor due to its impressively quick speeds. Because let's face it, Tor over VPN connections often move at the pace of a snail riding a turtle. Proton VPN also deserves an honorable mention, boasting servers in 7 countries that automatically route your traffic through the Tor network. This unique setup lets you access dark web sites with pedestrian browsers like Chrome and Firefox — no need to whip out the Tor browser.
Playing Hooky with your VPN: A Cellular Strategy
You know how workplaces and institutions of learning morph into fun sponges with their stringent anti-VPN rules on their networks? And getting caught using one can earn you an unceremonious trip to the principal's office or worse.
In such a tricky situation, it's time to tap into the untamed frontier of mobile data. By flipping the switch to your cellular data, you're using the network of your telecommunications provider instead of the school or company's network. It's like swapping the 'schooled' network's version of domesticated, house-trained internet for the wild, VPN-friendly terrain of mobile data.

Hello everyone, I would like to share with my situation. May 29th I bought an urgent date on the TOEFL IBT (H/E) and bought the test on May 31. At the start of the test in an hour, I had already installed all the necessary software and checked my computer. The test started at 7:20 pm and I successfully finished the first section and started the second. Within 10 minutes my test during the audition of my task ends, the download sign comes out and so 2-3 minutes, and then the ERROR error error (I do not remember exactly what was written) I immediately pressed the help button. And I had the first specialist come in and try to reenter the test, but he failed. He called a second specialist, who also could not do anything and called a third specialist. It’s been over an hour and a half and I’m tired of sitting. As a result, I wrote a specialist procto contact ets with the date of testing and you will start from the same place where you finished. As a result, I immediately called the number +16097717100 and talked with the girl, she said not yet know anything about my test and if so, they will receive a report from procto and give a new date. I wrote them a letter in advance, and they said they would respond within three to five working days. Now, they’re texting me this morning that they’ve been doing some sort of investigation, and it turns out my computer was responsible, and I need to buy a new test. AHAHAHAHAHAH THIS IS RIDICULOUS, A PROKTO SPECIALIST WROTE ME A THOUSAND APOLOGIES FOR A TECHNICAL ERROR AND ASKED ME TO WRITE THEM ABOUT THE TRANSFER, AND THEY WROTE TO ME AFTER 5 DAYS THAT I AM GUILTY, I AM GUILTY!!!!!!!!!!!!
WHAT DO YOU MEAN?? DO THEY EVEN RESPECT OTHER PEOPLE OR JUST MAKE MONEY ON US?
I bought this exam on an emergency date, and if I don’t do this test, I can’t go to my university. They violate my rights and prevent me from realizing my dream. They destroy my goals and plans as well as my mental component.
I live in a country where the cost of this test is a monthly payment. What do I do? I just lost hope now, I have to work another month to pay for this test again and I’ll miss the deadline and I’ll have to apply for the winter semester.

Hello all,
So I currently own a 2017 Ram 1500 Rebel. I bought it with a lift, 20in wheels, and 35" tires. When I got it I was living in Texas (cheaper gas) and I was tired of hitting wildlife in my car (racoons, coyotes, etc). I average about 14 mpg in it. Since then I have moved to Florida and gas is more expensive here and I don't have to worry about hitting wildlife as much. My current drive to work is costing me about $95 a week in gas an I'm still making payments on the truck at $565 a month until Feb of 2025.
I test drove a Tesla Model Y and I'm really leaning towards trading in my truck for it. My thoughts are I can save the roughly $380 a month in gas, especially with the monthly payment which puts me at about $945 a month. My job has ev chargers that employees can use free of charge as well as FPL offers a program for $38 a month and they install a level 2 charger and maintain it at your home and you can charge weekday nights and weekends none peak hours included in the $38 a month.
I think I can save quite a bit of money right away and in the long run if I do this. I don't use the bed of my truck enough to justify the horrible gas mileage. Really just need any advice/opinions on this I appreciate any help. If I can get the Tesla Model Y for less than $700 a month I believe I'd being saving enough money to justify the purchase.
Thanks in advance.

Am considering a Tesla Y (1 or maybe 2), and have some questions:

1. The tax credit is what's prompting me to make the jump -- I am thinking 2 model Ys -- will I be able to get a tax credit for both ($15k total)? I meet all the requirements for the credit.
2. I am debating on either the Y AWD, but open to the 3 RWD to save money -- I'm in the midwest and we get some snow but not a ton -- maybe 3/4 days we will get 3-4 inches otherwise maybe a dusting here and there -- you think the RWD would be okay? I would jump to the Y if we had to get AWD as the price difference isn't that big.
3. Insurance -- we are currently paying $1800/yr for 2 drivers for 2 cars -- approx how much can I expect my insurance to jump up if I replaced them with 2 Tesla Y models? I will ask my agent for a quote as well.
4. My SA said the charging costs are nominal if you charge it at home at night -- lower electric costs -- maybe $1 -- we drive maybe 80 miles a day total between wife and I. Accurate?
5. Is this a good time to buy either the Y or the 3 in general? -- we would tradein/pay cash -- no loans.
6. SA said he would just get the cheap plug vs getting the wall connector installed? I just plan to plug them in overnight? So I would just need the $230 mobile kit as the cheapest option for now?
7. SA said the batteries will last 500k before needing to be replaced? Accurate?
8. My car got a trade in value of $27k-$30k from Tesla -- Carvana and Carmax came in at $29k so that is about right -- I am worried they will bait/switch me to a much lower trade in later after I am committed. Should I worry?
9. If we both got 2 Teslas, is there an easy way to not be able to track the other person -- like where the car has been or where it currently is. Asking for a friend.
10. Any idea on how long the rebate will be good for?

TYIA for answering a newbs questions.

I'm not going to pretend that I'm a good marksperson. Until recently, the last time I picked up a rifle was around 15 years ago. Back then I shot .22LR on a cheap bolt action rifle that had a rear notch sight; when I started again, it was with an AK-47 which has a similar sight system, though the rear sight is much further away from the rear. You can see two targets I shot at 25 yards while standing during that first session with the AK here and here. These aren't very good groupings, but they can at least demonstrate that I can usually hit within 2" of my target with notch and post despite not practicing for years. I'm actually quite blown away by how simple AKs are; rifle is truly fine.
Recently, I decided to pick up an AR as well since I wanted some redundancy and also wanted to have a spare .22LR upper for cheap practice. I finally was able to assemble the stripped lower last week and threw a completed 16" upper on it with an MBUS Pro LR rear sight and an MBUS Pro front sight (both basically the same as A2 sights). With the sights on opposite extremities of the upper rail, sight radius is 20". I've set the LR rear to 200 yards and have counted 142 windage clicks from one side to another, so I've set it in the middle with 71 clicks; I currently have it set with the smalledarker aperture, but I have tried it a bit with the larger aperture / ghost ring. For the front sight, I've set the horizontal line on the post flush with its housing as instructed here. I'm currently using thin side of the post, but I did try the thick side for a bit too.
Anyways, this all leads up to my problem: no matter what I do, point of impact is always about 4" lower than point of aim. I've been to the range 3 times with a couple hundred rounds to try and remedy this, have tried many different things, but no matter what I do I'm hitting low.
I initially thought it was a problem with just throwing on the MBUS sights on without zeroing them. However, the during the most recent range visit I handed my rifle to two different RSOs to test it; they were able to hit within an inch of center at 10 yards, which I am consistently 4 inches below them at 10 yards. I confirmed with them that they were not holding over for these shots. One RSO even felt that it was zeroed at 10 yards, though I don't think this is quite right. The point is that they aimed dead center and hit within an inch, while I am not, so this is certainly a skill issue.
I've looked at so many resources on peep sights to make sure I'm using them right. I've tried Nose to Charging Handle (NTCH) and am doing my best to put the top of the front post in the center of the aperture.
Here's a list of all sorts of things I've tried: * putting my cheek/eye as close to the aperture as possible * putting my cheek further away from the aperture * aiming while standing unsupported * aiming while crouching unsupported * aiming while sitting with supports under the handguard * flipping the rear sight open to use the larger aperture * adjusting the carbine stock of the rifle to different lengths * holding the butt at different places at my chest and shoulder * shooting at different ranges (7, 10, 15, 20 yards)
I've done lots of research and now know about things like mechanical offset, bullet trajectory, and different types of zeroing. The mechanical offset on this rifle is 2.6"; the top of the front post is 1.4" from top of rail, center of rear aperture is 1.4" from top of rail, and center of barrel is 1.2" from top of rail. It seems that the sights are roughly parallel with the barrel which would certainly affect the trajectory, but I don't think it would affect it so much that I'd see an additional 1.2" of drop in addition to mechanical offset. Also, the two RSOs had no problem aiming center of target and hitting center of target at 10 yards. I confirmed with them multiple times that they weren't holding over center when taking those shots.
It's obvious that I'm somehow using these sights differently than intended. I don't want to develop bad habits by holding over or zeroing them weird because I'm using them wrong. I have the exact same issues while sitting, so I don't think it's necessarily something technique-related like breathing; I usually have an inch variance from things like that, but not an entire 4 inches. I'm totally fine hitting a target and correcting myself with notch and post, but these aperture sights are killing me.
Here are my latest two targets here and here as I've described.
Has anyone seen anything like this before? Does anyone have any suggestions to correct it? I'm running out of ideas and things to try.

It's absolutely insane that renting out Condottieri to a country that hates you doesn't make them like you even a little bit. It's stupid and unrealistic.
Case in point (and the one that made me need this rant): I am Byanztium. I've restored a lot of the Empire and am the 7th world power. Bosnia was being invaded by Austria, so I lent them Condottieri to stop Austria from winning. They were losing, fully occupied, and about to surrender. My troops were single-handedly responsible for saving them. Not only that, but my troops occupied Ragusa and Herzegovina, and they fully annexed both- now they are the strongest Balkan nation by far, except for Bulgaria who are my vassals. I knocked two of their enemies out of the war, giving them 7 new provinces, and they still dislike me for being allied to their rivals. Serbia and Wallachia were early allies of mine (but now they need to go, they have Bulgarian lands I want).
So even though Bosnia had no army whatsoever, even though Austria would've fully consumed them, even though I single-handedly saved them, even though I gave them roughly a 35% size boost, they still don't like me or want to submit to vassalization.
In reality, when a smaller nation was in that situation, they would absolutely be vassalized, or at the very least ally with, the power that saved them. Plus, it wouldn't be like they had a choice.
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I think that there should be an event that you can send, based on the power disparity. If the army of Condottieri you gave a country is more than their force limit, or if it is more than 3x of their standing army, you should be able to demand that they either pay you, submit to vassalization, or choose to be gracious and get a huge opinion/trust boost from them.
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EDIT: before anyone even starts with the "well, acktaully" stuff, I know how Condottieri worked historically, and what the game calls Condottieri are not Condottieri. Condottieri were a specifically Italian concept during a short period from 1339 to roughly the end of the 15th century- (the word is literally just the Italian for "leaders"- singular is "Condottiero") meaning they were gone within 50 years of the game start date. What the game is calling Condottieri are just Crown mercenaries- instead of being a freelance army who fight for gold, they are a royal army being lent out for gold. The game calls them Condottieri to avoid confusion with the mercenaries you can hire, but it's historically inaccurate.

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158. Yousef, The Melody Men – Hear That Sound feat. The Melody Men (Club Mix) 05:56 128bpm D
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161. Mike Dunn, LOA. – When The Dust Clears feat. LOA. (MD MixX) 03:42 124bpm F
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163. Suzanne Palmer, Mark Picchiotti, Craig J. Snider, The Absolute – I Believe feat. Suzanne Palmer feat. Craig J. Snider (DJ Spen & Michele Chiavarini’s Higher Love Dub Mix) 06:15 124bpm Eb
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168. Kon, Fiorious, Saturday Love – 2 B Free (Oliver Dollar Remix) 04:31 123bpm Em
169. Lady Blackbird – Lost and Looking (Colleen ‘Cosmo’ Murphy Cosmodelica Remix) 03:42 120bpm G
170. Kerri Chandler, Bluey Robinson – Tenacity (Main Vocal Edit) 04:25 124bpm D
171. Honey Dijon, Ramona Renea – Love Is A State Of Mind (Original Mix) 03:13 125bpm Cm
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179. Dario D’Attis – Tanzstube (Original Mix) 07:44 120bpm Bbm
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183. Sophie Lloyd, Pauline Taylor – Angels By My Side feat. Pauline Taylor (Floorplan Remix) 03:28 125bpm Fm
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Hey! I’m a 22 year old indian dude who moved from India to the UK for my masters.
I always had a bit of an identity issue in india since I didn’t subscribe much to the common values in the country and the very casual racism, islamophobia, homophobia so on and so forth. Arriving here in the UK, I realized that even though I may share values with the majority of the youth here, I don’t share much else because I am slightly different from most people be it in India or in the UK.
I have tried all sorts of ways of meeting potential partners - tinder, social events, clubs and of course reddit. The best experiences I’ve had with are with the people I’ve met via reddit. There’s too many rules when it comes to all the aforementioned platforms (except reddit) dont double text, dont give too much attention, dont be overtly clingy, dont text too much, dont put effort and I really cant keep up with. It takes a toll on my mental health and I’d rather be direct and be treated in the same way. So if you’re someone who’s talkative and expresses themselves fully Hi!!!!!
I’m a 5 ft 7 inch lad who’s very recently started understanding how to dress myself properly. I love movies, mangas and anime. My favourite music genres are hip hop and electronic music with some dash of pop. Although I want to start getting into Rock too but would love some guidance on that. I am very passionate about my interests and would love people who are as geeky as I am about their own interests. I tend to be philosophical and overthink too much sometimes but I like doing it (sometimes )Mental gymnastics is damn fun. Used to be a stoner, but I quit rather recently. Still dabble in psychedelics though. Love alcohol although i dont drink frequently. I think this much is enough for now. If you think we could vibe do hmu.
PS: I’m open to exchanging pics after a certain sense of comfort has been established. I strictly want something offline so plz be from the UK? Byeee

1. "I messed up a jump skydiving. I was able to correct the situation and pull the pilot chute for my canopy, but I was very, very close to having my reserve go off. The reserves are generally reliable, but it’s still nothing I want to test. Landed fine and then got a very stern talking-to for pulling so low."
2. "Just google 'Levey PCH,' then ask away…I’ll be very surprised if anyone can beat what happened to me. THANK WHOEVEWHATEVER you believe in for Apple, Scorpion, UCLA, and the LA County Fire Department and Sheriff's Department."
3. "Minutes before it happened, I was under the Cypress structure that collapsed during the 1989 Loma Prieta earthquake in California (which was a magnitude 6.9). I was traveling north underneath the double-layered structure and felt creepy and claustrophobic on the brightest day. I raced to get out, as I always did, because I hated being under it. After getting out, I felt like my tire had gone flat and started to weave around in my lane, then I noticed that everyone else was losing control and hitting their brakes too. That was the earthquake. I didn't find out until later about the collapse, and felt like I had been punched in the stomach. I'd never felt so close to death before."
4. "I was rappelling off the top of the tallest building in Bangkok (200 meters, or 656 feet) as a promotional stunt. I was supposed to rappel down to the 10th floor, land on a small balcony, and then traverse over to another building. The wind shear off the building was enough to blow me 20–30 feet away from the side of the building. Picture a spider hanging by a thread in the wind. As I got close to the 10th floor, I noticed that my rope had been cut and no longer reached the balcony, let alone the ground. The rope was about 10 feet short of the landing. So, still blowing away from the side of the building, off and on I waited until I was just above the balcony and dropped the last several feet onto the deck. Super pissed but alive."
5. "Going to school in San Francisco, I got off the bus to get cigarettes and a soda at a liquor store. I stopped at the trash can on the way out to open my cigarettes and soda and walked half a block up the street when a crane fell off the roof right where I'd been standing 30 seconds before. The crane operator was killed, and half a minute earlier, I would have been as well."
6. "Although being an ironworker comes with its fair share of risk, as long as you don’t become too incompetent, things can be safe. But that is easier said than done, seeing as the days are long and the work is physically draining. One day, I was about 60 feet in the air rigging a beam to be lowered to the ground. I signaled the crane operator to 'cable up' (lift the beam), but the beam wasn’t budging. I decided to look down the beam to see what was wrong...BANG! Before I knew it, the beam broke free and came up at my face with about 2,000 pounds of force. It knocked off my hard hat and hit every edge of my safety glasses, missing the side of my face by a quarter inch. I thought I had died, it was so sudden. I should never have put myself in what we call 'the line of fire.' I’ll never forget how close my kids were to losing their father that day because I let my judgment slip. Still gives me goosebumps talking about it."
7. "I got hit by a car and walked away with no injuries. The Sunday before final exams during my last semester of college, I went to the library at 6 a.m. to study. At 2 p.m., I needed a break and started walking back to my car. At an intersection, I stopped, made eye contact with the driver of a car at a stop sign, and started walking across the street on a crosswalk. The next thing I knew, I was up on the windshield of a Jeep Grand Cherokee. He hit the brakes, and I rolled off the hood of his car and landed on my feet. I was so freaked out that I told the guy I was fine and left. Later that afternoon, I went to the hospital to get checked out and had no injuries. The doctor told me to buy a lottery ticket on my way home because I was so lucky."
8. "While I was doing the dishes, my hip bumped the dial on my stove, turning it to ignite, but I didn't notice, so the stove was leaking gas all night. In the morning, I could tell something smelled off, but I have a hard time smelling things, so I just figured it was some old cauliflower rice I had thrown out the night before. To deal with the smell, I lit not one, but two candles, one of which was right next to the stove. Later, after coming back from running errands, as soon as I opened the door, I felt instantly violently ill, like a migraine and the flu all at once. Probably 20 minutes later, I finally saw the knob on the stove and realized what was happening."
9. "One time, I was watching TV in my lounge room and I was sitting on the floor eating. We have a really big TV and we had an earthquake, but I thought it was a train passing by. It wasn't. I ran out of the room as everything started to wobble, and the TV nearly fell on top of me."
10. "I went to summer camp when I was 15, and for our last weekend activity, they took us to Martha’s Vineyard and rented us bikes. Now, I loved riding bikes in the park as a kid but had never ridden in the street. But since 'you never forget how to ride a bike,' I figured I could do it. I headed out and tried to go up a street that was very steep. I started to lose control of the bike, and I fell into the street in between a truck that was hauling a trailer (I fell in front of the trailer). I saw this huge wheel coming at me, and my leg was stuck from the fall. I screamed as hard as I could and hoped it wouldn’t kill me (others told me they heard it a few streets away). The driver luckily heard it and slammed on the brakes; I was scuffed up but otherwise fine. You can indeed forget how to ride a bike."
11. "I got hit by a train. I was living and working at a college that has train tracks running through it and only a stop sign before you cross them at the vehicle intersection. You had to cross the tracks to leave campus. I was headed to the gym in July, and the windows were rolled up and the AC and radio were blasting. I’d crossed that crossing a thousand times, so I stopped a bit, passed the stop sign, and looked right, but the train was coming from the left. Its horn blew, but I panicked when I heard it, so I hit the accelerator but braked immediately. I was already on the tracks. It only hit my front end and dragged me about 200 feet down the tracks. I only had a broken rib, three cracked ribs, and a pretty gnarly cut on my finger. The people at the next crossing probably thought they saw someone die."
12. "My last day of driver’s education class, we were just about back to school. We were all feeling pretty good because we’d passed our tests that day. I was in the rear driver’s seat and had a classmate driving, one next to me, and a teacher in the passenger seat. We went through a green light at LITERALLY the last intersection before school when a car blew through the red light going 55 mph and slammed into us on my side, just a few inches back from where I was sitting. It spun our car into the intersection and kept going! We were all concussed and had to be taken to the hospital, but that was it. When we went to retrieve my bags from the trunk of the wreckage at the salvage yard, the shop owner admitted he hadn’t answered my ringing phone because he didn't think we had survived, and didn’t want to break the news to everyone calling me. Two inches between me and being crushed alive. In driver’s ed!"
13. "I was walking to class one day, and the shortest route went under a viaduct. It had been snowing and melting on and off for the past few days. The viaduct is about 100 feet high, and just as I was about to walk from under it and onto the pavement, a 6-foot icicle fell those 100 feet and smashed into the ground in front of me. Suffice to say, I took that as a sign not to go to my lecture and turned back home!"
14. "I was asleep in the passenger seat of a car on a highway when we flipped going about 80 mph. We rolled a few times and landed in a ditch. Airbags did not go off, and I shattered the passenger-side window with my skull. I literally walked away from it and didn't go to an ER until a few hours later. I literally had a concussion and one teeny bruise on my right arm, but nothing else. The nurses told me that if I had been awake for the accident, my neck would have snapped and I'd have died immediately. Whenever I tell people, they're always stunned — imagine my reaction waking up to a missing side window and a crushed car and being fully functional! I feel lucky every day that I was asleep and still have my life."
15. "There was one time my sister and I were driving down a long road with a huge cemetery. I thought it would be funny to hold my breath because people say if you don’t, the spirits of dead people will haunt you or something. When I held my breath, my sister slowed down to torture me. I was a little annoyed, but at the stop sign at the intersection, this car going really fast didn’t even bother to slow down. They even swerved into our lane, so my sister had to barely dodge. I swear, though, if my sister hadn't slowed down to torture me, we would have been in a bad wreck. Now I’m not annoyed that she did that, I’m lucky."
16. "This isn't dramatic, but it's continued to impact my life on a daily basis. When I was 11, I was playing baseball with the rest of my gym class. We took a time-out to argue about who was batting next, and I stood behind home plate, staring into left field. Play resumed, and no one told me to move. The strongest guy in the class laid down a single...and hit me in his backswing...with the baseball bat...in the middle of my forehead. I suffered skull fractures and a brain bleed. To this day, I have anxiety driven by the traumatic brain injury. The neurologist said that the fact that he hit the ball saved my life. Had he swung and missed, I would have died."
17. "I was in college and I had just finished my last class of the day. It was a short walk to my car that consisted of crossing a pedestrian crosswalk on the street separating the school from parking. On each side of the crosswalk were speed bumps so cars were forced to slow down. At this time of day, a good number of students were getting out of class, and a large herd of us started crossing the street at the crosswalk. There must have been 30 of us. I was stupidly looking down at my phone and was walking rather slowly. I didn’t realize that I was lagging behind. Everyone else was on the other side and I was still in the middle of the street. At the same moment, I noticed a freaking DUMP TRUCK whizzing by in front of me. It was probably 1–2 feet in front of me. Either he didn’t see me still crossing or he didn’t care. After I got to my car, all I could do was sit there in silence for a while and contemplate what could have just happened. Even as I write this, I shudder."
18. "This is definitely not the craziest cheating-death story, but it was definitely scary. I was at a waterpark with my family, and I don’t do well with heat and stairs — something about the combination makes me faint. We went on a waterslide that uses tubes, and it was a long trek up. I apparently was so sick from heat exhaustion, I passed out as I was next in line and hit my head on the tube. If it weren’t for the tube, they aren't sure I’d be alive right now."
19. "It was during Christmastime, and my mom, my little brother, and I all wanted to go look at Christmas lights near the middle school. There was a hill and then a lane where you would wait for the light to turn green and then you had to turn left. Well, the main light had turned red, so it was our turn to go, and thank god my mom checked before going, because if she hadn’t checked, a truck would have hit us, going like 60 mph, straight through the side of our car where my little brother was sitting."
20. "I was 4 or 5, and we were living in Estes Park, Colorado. At that time, I was challenging myself to go closer and closer to a river they have there. I was caught by the current and would’ve run into several rocks and a waterwheel if it weren’t for my cousin, who reached down, grabbed my arm, and saved me."
21. "I survived hitting an elk in the Canadian Rockies and going down a mountain 15 times end over end, stopping 20 feet short of a whitewater river. I gave myself first aid. Doctors said I would never walk normally again and I'd have brain damage. I sent one of them a picture of me with three gold medals around my neck."
22. "In the fall of '15, I was riding my motorcycle to work on a foggy morning. A truck with an enclosed trailer ran a stop sign in front of me while I was driving on a 55 mph road. I was unable to stop, ran into the trailer, and was pinned underneath the trailer, being crushed to death. A farmer was on his dirt bike behind the truck going to meet another farmer for coffee who lived on the corner of the intersection. Once he realized I was pinned, he ran to get his friend and his friend's skid-steer loader. They then used the skid loader to lift the trailer off of me and began CPR. Luckily, right as they started, a sheriff's deputy arrived on scene and took over. I owe my life to those two farmers. If they hadn't acted, I would have died underneath the trailer, as there would have been no way for first responders to lift it off of me (it had thousands of pounds of equipment in it) in time."
23. "I've always been handy with tools and taught myself how to do things; I've been changing flat tires for anyone who'll let me. However, one day when I was about 18 years old, my buddy came over to chill, and he had his dad's brand-new Tacoma. So we chilled for a couple of hours, and when it was time for him to leave, we noticed that his front tire was flat, so naturally, I volunteered to change it (no prior experience with independent suspensions). I placed the jack on the frame and started to go at it — lifted the car enough to take the flat out. But when the fully inflated wheel was fitted, it didn't have clearance. My first thought was to get a second jack. Half my body was underneath the car, putting the jack in, when I heard a creek, and the next thing I knew, the car slipped. The car ended up with the front end touching the ground, and I got a big scrape mark on my shoulder. To this day, I don't know how or why I did not die under that Tacoma."
24. "I lived alone with my dog. There was a hole in my gas heater, so it was leaking carbon monoxide, but of course I didn't know that at the time. My dog woke me up one morning, barking and whining, and I thought she had to go out to potty. When I sat up in bed, I got so dizzy and thought I would throw up. I ended up passing out twice, once hitting my head on the bathroom cabinet, very close to my temple, and once hitting my chin on the toilet seat. I called my boss — the only phone number I remembered at the time. (This was before cellphones.) She called 911 and they came to get me. They figured out I had carbon monoxide poisoning, and I was in the ER for eight hours that day. The doctor told that when blood gases are at a certain amount, the victim goes into a coma, without fail. Mine were more than double whatever that number was. He said no matter how much my dog was barking, I should not have woken up."
25. Finally, "I was at the beach with several of my friends, my sister, and my mom. Mom was sitting on the beach watching us. We were around 11–14, I believe, but no younger than 9. Kind of out of nowhere, we started getting sucked under the water in a rip current. I was being sucked under the pier and slammed my face into the barnacles. We were screaming for help, but at first, no one came. As I was being dragged under the water and coming up screaming for help, I could see people just staring and could hear my friends also screaming for help. Finally, people started jumping into the water to save us, including my mom. She jumped in and instantly got sucked into the current but managed to grab one of my friends. She used her body to shield him from the razor-sharp barnacles."

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Episode 6
Back in the woods just west of Cincinnati in a dilapidated barn, Ridgemont and his supervisor, Harlan Brooks, were surveying the area to put signs to indicate the rural and largely undisturbed nowhere they stood was to become the path of a major railway.
In the frenzied gnats and baking sun beside an old rusting Ford F-250 just under the cover of the barn. On the back window, a sticker still visible that read “I will NOT worship your DEIty,” they had stopped for a break before they headed back to their state vehicle parked off the main road.
Brooks was a hard-working man who had been in the same department – installing wayfinding signs for the state – going on almost 23 years. He was a simple man, easy going…always on time and rarely took any sort of extended vacations.
“You do gotta be careful,” he explained to Ridgemont. “This can be a dangerous job. We’re lifting up a ten foot square of sheet metal – something happens…it ain’t secure or something…you’re lookin at a giant guillotine.”
“Has anything ever happened?” Ridgemont asked him.
“I seen it one time,” Brooks began. “About 15 years ago, we were up over just north of Cincinnati, below Clifton puttin up a new exit ramp sign. I hadn’t quite made supervisor yet, I was still on crew. This particular day we had a community service group putting in their hours they had assigned to us. And in our group, we had a new guy, about 22 years old, named Alberto. Two of the community service walk-ons were up in the bucket getting it secured to the frame and Alberto went underneath to get a look at how it was lining up. Well one of them in the bucket thought the other one had it bolted on already and they let it go and it fell straight down through Alberto’s neck and out his torso…it cut him in half, pool fella. I almost quit. One of the worst sights I ever seen.”
“Wow,” said Ridgemont, obviously unphased.
“So 2 warnings,” said Brooks, “don’t stand under no signs and we always do a triple check to make sure it’s bolted on tight before anyone lets it go.”
Ridgemont looked out into the woods, “So where’s this rail going?” he asked.
“As far as we’re concerned, to the river,” he said. “But I think it’s supposed to go down to Wichita.”
“How many signs do we need to do for this one?” Ridgemont asked.
“Says 6 from downtown Cincinnati to the river at Delhi Hills – then the Kentucky crew will take it from there. Typically we’ll get our order form for the week, usually about 50 -60 new signs, change-outs, inspections…and when we’re done with those – we’re done for the week. So we can usually finish up by Thursday – a 4 day work week. Not bad, you know.”
“Yeah,” Ridgemont said…”not bad.”
Vance Owens stood inside the Kentucky state capitol building, speaking into what was known as the media box – dubbed ‘the meadow’. It was a virtual reality room in which anyone or podcaster or syndicate could pull the feed and comment, ask questions. The senator was providing commentary on the developing space program and the new discovery of an Earth-like planet found orbiting the star, Alkaid in the Ursa Major constellation.
“Kentucky – particularly Mayfield – is committed to being a central hub and accommodating location for the pursuant space program and new efforts to reach the stars,” he said. “We are right off the Ohio River, feeding into the Mississippi. We are at a geographic location that isn’t light-polluted and Kentuckians are ready to take on this challenge and take this generation into distant reaches of the galaxy.”
Someone in the VR indicated via light that she had a question.
Owens pointed over, acknowledging.
“Thank you, Senator Owens. Recent talks have definitely gotten people talking and this all seems very ambitious. Given that the CIRN Federation is the leader in space exploration and these announcements around coming on the heels of their admittedly, now-failed ten year colonization efforts of Mars, what kinds of resistance do you expect for America 2 to pursue a mission lightyears away?” asked the woman.
“Well I think that’s a valid and grounded skepticism to hold,” he answered. “And I understand this is an uphill battle to gain public trust in the mission and we will need all 5 American sektors on board – but I have seen the science and new technology behind what might be possible and I want Kentucky to be at the forefront of this – that’s a gamble I’m ready to take.”
It was about 8PM when Ridgemont and Madame Tandoori arrived at the little studio of Ron Rosen. It was a converted upstairs bedroom of a fairly unimpressive house in north Cincinnati. Rosen had a sizeable following – but that didn’t translate to wealth. He made above the universal basic income, but no enough to be extravagant. Most of the people who hung around his house just used drugs, wasting away.
The pair walked up to Rosen’s upstairs studio and took a seat. The lottery numbers would be called at 9PM and Rosen would compare with the numbers Madame Tandoori had chosen the night before. The hour leading up to the drawing was spent with Rosen veiled insulting the pair and other jokes at their expense as the room of his ‘yes men’ types laughed.
It was 8:55 and Rosen shifted his conversation but maintained his tone of Ridgemont and Madame Tandoori being the butt of his jokes, “Alright, it’s about the moment we’ve all been waiting for…they’re about to call the lottery numbers in 5 minutes. And so last night, I asked you to put your powers to the test, and you filled out a six-numbered lottery ticket, the Cold Cash Slamma Jamma and we will reveal here, in real time how you did,” he said with inflections of cynicism.
He turned in his seat and opened a vault with a sealed envelope and asked one of his co-hosts to open them and hand the ticket to Madame Tandoori. Rosen had been insulting her all evening long and this was to be the climax of the show in which he would completely humiliate her.
“And before they call this, I want to let be known, I am so confident in this that I found a casino to take this bet at massive odds and I put down $30,000 betting you would not get any more than 3 numbers correct – and I only gave you that allowance in the event of random dumb luck. But that’s how confident I am that you are a fraud,” he said.
“Wow,” she said, unphased and looked over at Ridgemont. “I’ll tell you what, I don’t want you to walk away empty-handed, so when I win, you can have half the ticket.”
They all laughed. He asked one of his co-hosts what the winning jackpot prize was, and it was $2.63 billion.
“So it’s a win-win,” Rosen said. “Either way lads, we’re gonna be moving into a much nicer studio, better house…”
The lottery came up and the numbers began coming up and they were; 45-19-18-02-37-20.
Rosen looked up and said, “Okay, so 2, 18,19,20, 37, 45…as if the odds weren’t bad enough, but the odds of 3 consecutive numbers like that? 18,19,20….but let’s get to the main course…Madame Tandoori…please reveal your ticket to the us and 44 million other people watching around the world right now.”
She looked at Ridgemont and they grinned at each other. She held up the ticket and it read, 02, 18,19,20,37,45.
Rosen’s crew erupted. Rosen went pale, stunned and then flush red in the face, terrified. “That’s impossible,” he uttered.
He looked around and back at her, “Well, at least I get half!”
She looked at him and said, “Yep, I’m a woman of my word, here is your half,” and she ripped the ticket in half and gave it to him and ate her half.
The room was split between people shocked and people screaming.
“You sick bitch!” Rosen screamed at her. “Shut down the stream!” he yelled. “You two are dead!” He was slamming his fist on the table.
He jumped up to lunge at Madame Tandoori and as he was charging toward her he stopped and grabbed his head, screaming. His eyes rolled back into his head and his mouth agape and tongue hanging out. His arms, wrists, fingers and legs were locking and spasming and he fell to the ground. Madame Tandoori watched and looked back at Ridgemont, who sat there stone expressionless watching Rosen convulse on the ground.
One of the guys in the room got up and started charging toward Ridgemont, “What the fuck did you do??!”
As he was about to shove Ridgemont with his massive arms, he stopped and grabbed his chest, gasping for breath and collapsed.
Just outside the home studio of Ron Rosen, in a nice vehicle, sat Daphne Chambers. She looked up to the window of the studio and Madame Tandoori walked up to the window and looked outside at her and they looked one another in the eyes.
“We’ve got enough room for one more,” Madame Tandoori told her through their minds.
Daphne started the car and drove off.
Come back next week for Episode 7

hey all, in the process of getting ready to sell my 2009 Jk Unlimited Rubicon Wrangler with half doord and trying to find a good price point to sell it. I've tried looking at Craigslist and ebay to find a comparison and the prices for something similarly equipped ranges from $12-$19k. Trying to be fair in pricing so any help would be appreciated, but would asking $17k for this rig be too much or too little?
For the specs here's what I have: The good: -2009JK Unlimited Rubicon with roughly 104,000 miles -ExterioProtection -JCR Rock Sliders &JCR Front Bumper -Ramsey Patriot 9500 Winch with synthetic rope -Icon Rear Tire Carrier -New front upper windows -Newer soft top -MetalCloak Rear Diff skid -EVO Oil pan skid, EVO Automatic Transmission skid, EVO Connection Skid -Poly Performance Cross member
Suspension & Steering Poly Performance Stage II 2.5 inch lift with adjustable UCA & LCAs, Fox 2.0 Reseviour shocks PSC Big Bore Steering box Poly Performance Tie rod & Drag link Poly Performance Track bar mount brace Newer Teraflex ball joints (installed 2022)
Axles, Tires and Brakes Rubicon Axles with 4:56 gears Tires/Brakes 35 inch Faulken ATs Powerbrakes Tow package f/r Pro-Comp wheels
Other
-New battery, New Starter, Rock lights -Viair Onboard Air system w/2.5 gallon tank -Newer radiator installed in 2021 -Pro-Comp Front drive shaft
The bad: -will need new tires in the next few months, soft top leaks on corner near driver's side, dent from small fender bender, cracked wind shield and the paint is scratched and the clear coat is coming off from the hood and window frame. A/C will need to be recharged and new hoses swapped out. Touch screen on stock stereo doesn't work but stereo still does with a MIDI cord to an iPod.
Here's the link to the gallery for photos.

Welcome to Camp Redwood! The feel-good camp for ALL AGES.
We toast marshmallows around the fire, tell spooky ghost stories, and hide in random secret military bunkers under the campgrounds! Because SOMETHING IS HERE WITH US.
Camp Redwood is the PERFECT PLACE for a summer getaway where we start EVERY DAY with a CAMP REDWOOD SMILE. Where our counselors disappear every five minutes, and our campers disembowel us for funsies! Did I forget to mention our littles aren’t actually eight years old, but fully grown adults?
We hope you enjoy your fucking stay!
We are also not responsible for any counselors revealing they are not who they said they are—and not who they appear to be.
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So. There’s a LOT to tell you and not a lot of time to tell it.
Right now, I suppose you could say we are under lockdown—if that is the word. I want to go over the last several days to get you up to date. That’s all I can do right now. I can hope and pray the thing with Teddy’s voice does not get in here, and once again cry out for help—that I know is not coming. Not from the authorities, at least. But hey, if any of you fancy coming to rescue us, we’re in the middle of the Canadian wilderness. The closest rest-stop is maybe three fucking hours away. So have fun. Has it really almost been a week since I posted? Well, we’re still here!
And surprise, surprise, help is not coming. So, please excuse the salt. I am seventeen years old and I have been abandoned by the adults who were supposed to be looking after us.
Who were supposed to act under protocol if something like this happened. I know they were waiting for it—there are specific fucking guidelines on an emergency evacuation for counselors if this ever happened. But then the little shits took over before we could do anything. I guess I’ll start by letting you know that there are two of us left. (three, if we count Rowan, but I’m not). What I thought was going to be a quiet summer getaway with kids my age has turned into a nightmare.
For one, we have been cornered inside the head counselor’s underground secret bunker. If you want to know why she has a secret military bunker, I guess you should keep reading.
Because shit gets weirder than animal crackers having the power to turn adults into kids, and vice versa. When I made my first post, I thought that was it for us. I thought for sure there must have been a self-destruct somewhere—which meant whoever was running this camp was waiting for something like this. I was sure we were going to die, so after making the post, I have to admit with ya’ll—I just slept. I curled up, tried to ignore Harry and Carmel calling our names through childish laugher, and went to sleep with the thought in my head that I was completely at peace with what I had done with my life.
Sure, I was young. Seventeen years old is too young to be ripped apart by littles who are in fact grown adults. But as I was falling into slumber and allowing myself to fall, with my head resting in my lap, my head turned towards a separate pile of files on the other side of the room—I realized I really wanted to know how this was possible. There was so much I needed to know. Why did eight-year-old Eleanor Summers have a file where here birthday dated back to 1979? Why had supposedly innocent sugary snacks turned our adorable littles into mini psychopaths?
These kids were not kids, somehow. But how? How was that even possible? Could it be that the files were wrong?
1979 was definitely 45.
But Eleanor Summers couldn’t be 45 years old. I knew what 45 looked like. I knew that they thought like. They spent half of their time on Facebook laughing at outdated memes, and the other half… I don’t know, working? They have job’s! They’re happily married with kids, maybe soon grandkids! That was not Eleanor Summers. Because Eleanor Summers was most definitely eight years old. I had played several rounds of teddy-bears picnic, and spent hours reassuring her that Harry's ghost stories were in fact not real, enough times for me to know that this little kid was little—and a kid.
But something was bothering me. More than the secret military bunker, and magic age-regressing animal crackers. When I first signed up to Camp Redwood, one of the tag-lines to gain attraction had been, “Solve mysteries in the woods in the dead of night, with nothing but a flashlight and your fellow campers!” I had no idea I would be solving this thing on my own, trapped inside a bunker.
“What are you doing?” Rowan, who was still looking through Allison’s dinosaur laptop, turned to me with half lidded eyes, when I slowly got to my feet, careful not to make too much noise, and crept over to the pile of separate files which seemed to be crumbling apart from age. He kept his voice low, but it sounded almost like a whine. He could have been scared, but from the way he was sitting, cross-legged with a frowny face, I figured something must have been going on with him. The guy looked tired. More tired than normal.
The bags under his eyes were practically shadowing his face, and were an odd contrast to unusually ashy colored cheeks and slightly dilated eyes. Still though, Rowan refused to look vulnerable. I caught glimpse of Harry’s raybans sitting on his head, pinning back thick dark brown curls from falling in front of sleepy eyes. Maybe he was finally losing his cool and breaking out of the well-constructed façade he had been hiding behind since Teddy disappeared.
We had just narrowly escaped a crowd of psycho littles high on age-regressing sugary snacks who were doing who-the-fuck knows to the other counselors who had been captured, so I didn’t blame him looking like that. I guess he couldn’t look me in the eye, because in Rowan’s mind, he was the reason why this happened. He was the leader, and the camp had fallen to psychopathic little eight year olds who had taken half of the counselors hostage, and the other half—most likely taken apart in the physical sense, after what we had witnessed in Cassie’s cabin. Still though, it wasn’t Rowan’s fault. He could sit there and pull a face all he wanted, it’s not like I was going to blow up at him for getting us stuck down here. He actually saved us.
And trapped us, judging from the footsteps upstairs, Carmel and Harry still bouncing around looking for us.
It was a game in their heads. The little’s thought it was cat and mouse. Harry and Carmel were the oblivious cats prowling, while we were the mice, hoping to fucking GOD we weren’t caught and eaten. Ignoring Rowan, I glimpsed what looked like a box full of DVD’S—all of which were labelled with dates and names. I saw familiar ones, my heart racing into my throat. Phoebe. Eli. Cassandra.
Each DVD had one of the kid’s names scribbled on the front, as well as a date.
I found Eleanor’s right at the back of the box.
Eleanor Summers.
08/05/2021. (PM)
Before I could hesitate and think what I was doing, I slid the DVD into the portable player attached to the MacBook. Rowan, to my surprise, didn’t move. But he did make an acknowledging noise when the screen flickered to what looked like video footage. Peering at the screen, I found myself staring at a small white room. There was no door. Only a wooden desk and a chair, and sitting on it was a middle aged woman with dark blonde curls tied into a strict ponytail. She was wearing what looked like a prison jumpsuit.
Her eyes were eerily glued to the camera, unblinking. Her wrists were cuffed in front of her. Though from the look on her face, she saw the restraints as a game. Her eyes lit up with intrigue and I could practically see the cogs in her mind starting to turn as she struggled with them.
As soon as I saw this woman, I felt all of my nerve endings set alight. I wanted to turn the screen off, or look away. But once I was looking at the screen, I couldn’t bring myself to tear my eyes away. “Let’s try this again.” There was a woman offscreen. She sounded young. Too young to be in that kind of authority. I figured there was no way teenagers were being hired as special ops agents, but I guessed I was wrong. She cleared her throat. “It is 4:35 exactly. August 5th 2021. My name is Agent Lemrac,” she stated. “I am asking once again for you to comply with us. As I have said several times, the court are willing to lessen your sentence if you plead guilty with insanity.”
The woman surprised me with a snorting laugh. She seemed to come alive, leaning forward with animated features, her brow reaching her hairline. She was acting like a child, bouncing up and down in the seat, her lips stretching into a wider grin. “What did you just say?”
There was a pause. I could tell the woman was intentionally antagonising the interviewer.
“It means you have been legally declared insane,” the interviewer stumbled over her words slightly. “Mrs Summers, it would be in your best interest to work with us to lessen your current sentence which at the moment is standing at,” the sounds of shuffling paper crackled through the speakers. The interviewer cleared her throat again rustling paper. “Thirty six years. Without parole.”
The woman didn’t speak, only continued to smile—and the interviewer delved further into the sentence. “If you do in fact plead guilty with declared insanity, you will be sentenced to a program which is in the process of supporting and rehabilitating people with your…” she caught herself for a moment. I could tell this interviewer had a biased opinion and it was definitely showing through her interviewing style. I could hear the rapid intakes of her breath as she hurried through what seemed to be a script she was reading from. “Conditions.” She finished. “The Redwood program aims to help people exactly like you.”
Redwood? I thought.
Like… Camp Redwood?
Rowan whistled behind me. I guess I could call that a reaction. The guy was probably still in shock after seeing Café de Teddy splattered all over little Cassie’s cabin floor. I should have known those little bitches weren’t playing Operation for eight hours straight. Turning my attention from Rowan and back to the screen, the woman in the jumpsuit appeared to have changed tactics. Her expression twisted into nonchalance. She leaned back in her chair. “I am not pleading insane because I am not insane.”
“Mrs Summers—”
The woman cut her off. “I am not crazy.” She raised her hands “I am doing what needs to be done.” She leaned forward. “Humanity suffers in the skin. We age and die— and how is that fair? What if we want to see the next millennium? And the next two millennia after that? Why should our bodies dictate our lifespan? Why should we sit here and wait to rot and wither and die when we have the intelligence and mindset to do it? If nobody else is willing to throw ethics aside to take a step forwards in human evolution, I should do it myself.” She folded her arms across her chest, again, like a child. “I did what was to be done.”
“Dr. Summers.” The interviewer’s tone grew stiff. “You and your colleagues conducted illegal and unethical procedures on your family and friends—as well as four other victims.”
The woman inclined her head. “You have a daughter, am I correct? I have a son.”
“A child you killed, Dr Summers.” The interviewer retorted in a hiss which was definitely expressing emotion. She ignored the mention of her daughter, but I could tell it had rattled her to her core. Her voice had cracked. This case was close to her.
That was obvious. Without seeing the interviewer herself, I could sense how uncomfortable she was, shuffling in the chair. Every so often I would hear the sound of her rubbing her hands on her knees and tapping her shoe against the chair leg. She oozed anxiety, not just from her tone of voice, but the way the frame seemed to move with her. “Dr. Summers, you used your son in your research, along with several of his friends. This was not science.” Her voice shook. I heard her sharp inhale. Unprofessional, but very human. Instead of staying stoic and keeping to script, this agent was cracking apart. “It was murder.”
“Agent Lemrac, concentrate on the interview only.” An official voice crackled through what sounded like an intercom on screen.
“Got it.” She spoke through her teeth.
The woman was finding wounds and pressing on them. She was scanning the interviewer for vulnerabilities and preying on every insecurity. She leaned back speaking through a sigh. “Without my son’s sacrifice we wouldn’t have created an answer to death. To growing old and dying, and leaving loved ones behind.” Her voice softened into a murmur, but I didn’t trust it.
After identifying the shattering pieces of this interviewer which were very clear visible in her view, the woman was taking advantage.
“Agent Lemrac, you have a daughter. Am I correct in saying her name is Mari?
“That… that is not relevant.”
“Glioblastoma.” Dr. Summers lips curved into a sickening smile hidden behind mocking sympathy. “A sickness of the brain--which, unfortunately, I cannot fix. If your daughter’s brain was in my hands, I would try. However, not even a brand new body would help her. One which would never age or grow sick. And for that, I am deeply, deeply sorry.” She reached her cuffed hands forwards. “My condolences, Agent Lemrac. Honestly. I have to hand it to you. You are incredibly brave for coming here today and talking to me while abandoning your sick child.” She shook her head.
“Your daughter is dying of an incurable illness, suffering inside fragile skin which will break and fall apart and be unable to keep her standing for much longer. While my son will live on forever. He will see every millennia, a planet which will crumble and build itself back together. And maybe the end of the universe itself.” There was a twitch in her expression and a glitter in her eye I did not recognise. Insanity.
She was fucking insane. I was seeing the pure of it, the depraved and disgusting gleam in eyes empty of remorse and regret. This woman did not care what she had done. I could tell from the look on her face. If she had the chance, she would do this again.
But there was no way they were trying to say her cruelty and complete disregard for her son’s life was due to insanity.
“You are sick, Dr. Summers.” The interviewer said after a moment of gathering herself.
The woman shook her head with a chuckle. “I told you. I am not sick--”
“Sick in the head!” The interviewer’s voice exploded through the speakers in a shriek—a terrified cry she had been trying to hold in. I finally saw her—or at least the back of her. She was a young woman with light blonde hair falling loose on her shoulders. She was trembling. Slamming her hands down on the table, she screamed at the orange jumpsuit woman.
“You are psychologically fucked in the head! You psycho bitch! That is my sister!” She spoke through strangled sobs rattling her whole body. “Mari is my little sister. She is not my child.”
Her breaths were strangled and harboured. I noticed figures looming in the background, but she was continuing. “You killed your own fucking son,” she spat. “You are not legally insane, you are sick!” she shrieked. “You planned and put this together! You sit there and you talk about your son like he’s a… like he’s a tool! You deserve to rot. Do you hear me?” I noticed the orange jumpsuit woman was still smiling, satisfied with the interview’s reaction. Her words were spoken in a vicious poison as she leaned forward and spat directly in orange jumpsuit’s face.
“Agent Lemrac!” Whoever her superiors were—were panicking. “I told you not to turn it off. I knew this was going to happen. Can we stop the demonstration, please? Human emotions present inside an Aceville soldier are too powerful—"
Voices were murmuring in the background, and Agent Lemrac raised her hands. “I want to stop.” She choked out, her hands trembling. She spoke like she still had control over the situation and wasn’t being apprehended. “I want to stop. Do you hear me?” The interviewer was crying, I realized. “Stop the recording! I can’t do this. Oh god, I think I’m going to be sick—”
When the footage ended in a burst of static, I found myself backing away, something slimy creeping its way up my throat.
The woman in the orange jumpsuit who had murdered her son and countless others in what sounded like an attempt at playing god, was Eleanor Summers. I thought back to Teddy’s corpse, and the surgical precision of every organ’s removal. The young interviewer had mentioned colleagues of Eleanor.
Was it possible that Camp Redwood was in fact nothing more than a rehabilitation camp for murderous criminals? There was a loud bang from above, and I was torn from my thoughts.
I turned to Rowan, who had been unusually quiet. And I realized why, when I twisted around to find him three inches from my face, his laboured breath tickling my cheek.
The boy jumped back with a chuckle—like me noticing him was some kind of game, before diving back into the chair. I did notice something odd, as my thoughts spiralled. Rowan couldn’t sit still. Slumped in the leather spinning chair, he fingers tapped a rhythm on the armrests while his feet jumped up and down. In the dim light of the bunker, I glimpsed a sheen of sweat glistening on his forehead and the flesh of his neck. He looked to be… feverish—and now that I was looking at him properly, all of my attention on the boy, I noticed small things which seemed… off about him.
For one, he wasn’t coming up with a plan. Rowan always had a plan. Even if he wasn’t completely sure of it, or was completely winging it. This time though, he was strangely quiet. I found my voice when he stuck out his tongue at me. “What are you looking at?”
“Rowan.” I spoke softly, careful not to garner attention from above us where Harry and Carmel were still clamouring around, playing games. “Are you… feeling okay?” I asked, when he turned back to the laptop, manically biting his fingernails.
“I dunnnooooo, Josie! Am I feeeeeeling okaaaaaayyyyy?” He surprised me with an uncharacteristic laugh.
But I did know it.
I knew it from earlier when he reacted to Allison’s bunker and I had been too freaked out to realize that I was dragging along the enemy with me.
Because the fucking idiot had consumed animal crackers. I had seen him for myself earlier, pouring a pack into his mouth for a snack. Which meant either the ‘kids’ had intentionally dosed him with mind altering sugary snacks, or the more likely, he could not resist those preservatives which was the equivalent of caffeine. It’s not like I could blame him when he harboured the weight of an entire camp, but come on, did he really have to sacrifice his own fucking mind to keep himself awake?
Rowan wasn’t just biting. His nails. He was gnawing. Which he previously thought was a filthy habit. He had yelled at a camper for chewing on her nails a few days earlier.
Now that I was noticing it, I couldn’t… stop noticing it. The boy’s whole demeanour had changed; the way he was sinking into the chair, instead of sitting up straight like usual—- I used to call it having a stick up his ass. The boy started typing on the laptop, ignoring me. But when I watched the pattern of his fingers, he was just typing gibberish. Footsteps pounded above us, Harry and Carmel acting as the kid’s’ brainwashed foot-soldiers. Or, more likely somehow, if the animal crackers had caused the littles, or I guess, the fully grown forty year old criminals, to relapse in age-- then maybe it was possible for the same thing to happen to us. To Rowan.
I could feel myself starting to back away, but there was nowhere to run. I just slammed into a cupboard. My gaze flicked to Rowan again, who was tapping a beat on the laptop tracking pad, swaying back and forth, his eyes elsewhere before his gaze found mine. “Marcoooooo!” Harry shouted from above, giggling with Carmel.
I had to guess their mental age had to be at least 8-10 years old. Which meant I wasn’t just dealing with a camp full of forty-year-old psycho’s, I was also dealing with mentally relapsed counselors acting like toddlers.
Rowan seemed to jolt in the chair, twisting his head around, his eyes suddenly incredibly childlike and playful, and very Un-Rowan, were finding the ceiling, his mouth stretching into a smile, like he was seeing butterflies. His eyes flashed to me, and I caught a twitch in his lip. I knew that look. It was the look on my seven year old sister, who knew mom was mad at me, and wanted to make it even worse.
His cheeks were starting to blossom scarlet from what must have been the overwhelming urge to laugh. Rowan pressed his lips together and held in a breath like a hamster, and the asshole was fucking with me. Waiting for me to beat him to it by accident. Kids were fucking ruthless, but there was something terrifying about an 18 year old with a little kid’s mind.
I lifted my index to my lips, miming for him not to even try, but the boy just mimicked me, bugging out his eyes and pressing his finger to his grinning mouth. “Don’t you fucking dare.” I managed to whisper. The boy was definitely playing his own game, moving in twitching movements, baiting me. When he cupped his mouth, I almost let out a cry, but then he dropped his arms with a giggle, as if to say, “I’m just kidding!”
Slowly, I turned around, grabbed the salt I’d found in Allison’s cupboard, and a flat can of soda. Without making too much movement, I poured a handful of salt into the can. But Rowan seemed to know exactly what I was doing. Because in the time it was taking me to advance towards him with the can of salty soda, one arm shakily ready to grab hold of him, and put him into a headlock, he was cupping his mouth, all logic and everything adult, everything he had been as our leader, igniting in playful eyes, leaving me the last one standing.
“Pollloooooo!”
By the time Rowan had managed to reveal our hiding place in a spluttered laugh, I had hold of the squirming boy, one arm wrapped around his neck, my other forcing the can of soda into his mouth. I had definitely miscalculated his strength. During camp Redwood activities, he was always the last one to come back from the trail, holding his knees and panting. I figured he was unfit. However, I was wrong. Underneath his shirt, the guy had some serious muscles.
It was like attacking a brick wall. However, Rowan was mentally a kid. So, I had my intelligence and logic on my side. When it became obvious I wasn’t going to get anywhere with brute strength, I resorted to tickling him, which made him squirm, squeaking out a laugh. When he opened his mouth to yell at me to stop, I took my chance, thrusting the can into his lips and holding his nose so he swallowed it down.
“No!” His laughter turned into muffled yelling, as he batted his fists at my chest. “No, no, no! Get off, get off!”
His body convulsed as the salt did its job, causing the boy to lurch to his knees and choke up forbidden animal crackers in a gooish sludge which turned my stomach. By the time Rowan seemed half himself and half not, still kneeling, his head pressed against the floor, Harry was poking his head through the door with a goonish grin. “Found you!” He giggled, before forcing the door open, allowing Carmel and Callen, freshly caught and mentally turned into littles, to advance down the stairs with equally terrifying grins. There was something wrong with Harry’s face, and I only realized it when the guy himself was hauling me from the bunker, Carmel dragging a barely responsive Rowan. There was nothing in Harry’s expression, only blind childish excitement at winning the game. When he dragged me out of Allison’s cabin and threw me to the ground, I realized he too had insane strength I had not been expecting. But that thought quickly retracted when I was seeing his face in the light of a crescent moon lighting up the sky an eerie glow. Harry’s cheeks were puffy and swollen, his right eye way bigger than it should have been.
When he spoke, his voice was more of a lisp. This was something far more realistic than magical animal crackers fucking with his brain.
“He needs help!” I managed to choke out when Carmel wrapped jump-rope around my wrists. Next to me, Rowan was refusing to get up, still choking up salty soda, groaning into his hands. Every time Callen tried to restrain him, he hissed out like an animal.
“Do you hear me?!” I struggled violently. “Harry needs—”
BANG.
Is what it felt like. The feeling of something—what felt and sounded like a toy car—colliding with my temples, sent me onto the ground, my head spinning itself off of its axis. I remember lying on my back and frowning at the moon which almost looked like it was getting closer to me, blurring into a white ball of light—before reality sunk in, and it was in fact Carmel’s converse coming down to finish me off. I didn’t stay knocked out for long. But I did dream.
I think you can call it a dream? I was lying in bed at home; my room drowned in the dark. I was cosy, curled up in my blankets, when a clammy hand slammed over my mouth, rousing me from slumber. There were two figures in my room. They didn’t have faces. They just existed as shadows, silhouettes. Before one of them raised something above their head, and… impact.
It was the same impact as the toy car hitting me, snapping me back to that night. It wasn’t a dream. Because I remembered his clammy fingers over my mouth, and his hisses for me to shut up as he dragged me from my room.
My parents stood in front of me with expressions of sympathy. Basked in warm light, my mom and dad looked almost otherworldly. “For the best.” Was what they mouthed when my own phantom screams slammed into me. I asked them why, and they didn’t reply, allowing him to pull me further and further from what I knew, from my life as I knew it. But.. that couldn’t be real. I had memories of getting on the bus to camp Redwood. I could recall the whole journey. So, why… why was my tangled mind saying otherwise?
When I gathered myself, the first thing I realized was I was sitting down. I was outside, cool night air grazing my bare arms. There was something attached to me, jerking violently, And it took me several disorienting blinks to understand that I was tied back to back with Rowan. My head pounded, and something wet and warm dripped down my temple. Great. I could add head injury to the long list of things to worry about.
“Let me go you little fucking witch.”
Rowan was back to himself, though from the muffled hissing and the sound of choking—I had to guess he was being force-fed animal crackers.
“Let me—mpphmmm. little…. fucking… mphmmphhmhppmm!”
“Rowan.” I managed to get out in a croak. Through flickering eyes, I caught glimpse of a familiar figure dancing around us. Shivers rocketed down my spine, and I wrenched at the jump-rope restraints, but they did a surprisingly job of restraining my arms behind my back.
Eleanor was with Rowan, while Eli was knelt in front of me. Looking at him, the boy had definitely aged in the face—and I couldn’t help wondering what exactly he had done as a forty something year old to be sent to this place.
“Josie!” Rowan responded in a wail. “Josie. Wake the FUCK up.”
“Stop swearing.”
Eleanor spoke with the cold tone of her actual age.
“Oh, yeah?” Rowan spluttered. “Fuck you.” The boy’s laugh was still rough from almost vomiting his insides out from too much salt intake. “I’m sorry, you were a fucking boomer all along?!” He wriggled in the restraints, lunging forwards, which sent me backwards.
“Stop swearing, Rowan.” Was all the girl responded with calmly.
“Like I’m going to listen to you!” He sneered. “Fuck, fuck, fuckity, fucking fuck!” What are you going to do, huh? Bite me with your false teeth?” The sound of saliva hitting skin made me wince. He was pissed. I had no doubt his completely rational anger was going to get us killed. Rowan was also somehow getting mixed up between forty and eighty. Though he was unwillingly snacking on mind bending sugary goodness.
“Fudge, Rowan.” Eleanor spoke in a giggle.
“What?!”
“Say fudge. Not fuck.”
“No.”
His hiss of pain caught me off guard. I don’t know what she was doing to him, but it was hurting him.
“You fudging fudge! I’m going to fudging kill you when I get out of these fudging ropes—“ his manic cursing became a muffled yell.
“Say fudge,” Eleanor hummed, followed by his hiss when the palm of her hand skinned his cheek. “Fuck is a bad word. You even said so yourself and you’re my favourite counselor.”
He heaved out a breath.
“You fudge,” Rowan spat. “When I get out of this, I am going to fudging kill you, you fudging—” His manic ranting morphed, once again, into muffled yelling, after another fistful of animal crackers were forced into his mouth. When I risked twisting around, I could see his rebellion slowly starting to simmer out as he relaxed slightly. I wanted to yell at him to keep a clear head before cold fingers were dipping under my chin and forcing my head around where I found myself face to face with Eli.
“I like you, Josie,” he said, before untying me and pulling me to my feet. Now at the age of nine or ten, he was a lot stronger. When I tried to pull away, the cruel blade of a knife grazed my gut. I caught his grin. “But we don’t need you.” Eli pointed to Rowan.
“We just want them.”
I followed his pointer finger which went from Rowan to Harry and Carmel, who were just standing there like fucking idiots, probably awaiting the next game. Harry’s face was getting redder. It looked like he was suffocating, and yet his grin was growing wider and wider, splitting his lips apart. “Rowan Atlas.” Eleanor said, dragging him to his feet. Something was stapled to his forehead head, which caused him to howl in pain, hissing another strangled line of “Fudge”. but I couldn’t read what it was.
“Camp leader. Intelligent, and problem solving skills.”
“Harry Carlisle.” Eli nodded his head with a smile. “Quick thinker. Strong minded.”
“Carmel Locke.” Cassie spoke behind me. She had her arms folded, a wry smile on her lips. “Smarter than she makes out—- an independent learner, and can work well under pressure.”
Looking at these kids, I felt sick to my stomach. They were planning something—and had the intelligence of renowned scientists, which was what I gathered from the footage on the MacBook. “What?” was all I could hiss out, as Eli prodded the blade of the knife into my back, ushering me to walk. “What are you talking about?”
“Duh.” He spoke in a more tweeny giggle. “Like I said, Miss Josie. You’re my favorite counselor but we don’t need you, so I’m going to use you for parts.” He laughed when a shiver spiderwebbed down my spine. “See! I told you I was going to show you my collection!”
“But… what do you need them for?”
Eli pressed his index finger to his lips with a laugh before forcing me to face forwards. “That’s a secret!”
When I didn’t, or couldn’t move, he shoved me into a stumbling power-walk, and I managed to turn my head quickly, making feverish eye contact with Rowan.
“Rowan.” I said calmly through the gutter in my throat. “Get…. Get help.”
If I was going to die, I needed him to get a hold of himself and somehow alert the outside world what was going on.
“From whom, Josie?!” He wailed back—and as I was dragged away, I could once again sense the childish undertones in his voice.
I had no choice but to obey Eli’s orders. If I didn’t want a knife in my back. He took me to the main lunch cabin, which, when I set foot inside, almost sent me to my knees.
Something lurched inside me, and I was screaming with no voice, staggering backwards, only to be shoved onto my face. In front of me was what had been the lunch hall, fully converted into the beginning of a laboratory.
What had been cafeteria tables were fashioned into makeshift gurney’s and beds, and I was looking at all of the missing counselors. Yuri and Noah had been skinned completely, their faces laid out on a makeshift surgical table. Joey had been ripped open, his heart and brain removed, a glittering metallic substance creeping its way across his forehead. It was then when I remembered Eleanor Summers words.
She wanted to prevent death and preserve the human mind. Looking at what was in front of me, this was the start of it. There was equipment I had never seen before. Lily’s body was empty, carved out completely, tubes forced inside her. When I glimpsed her fingers move and begin to ball into a fist, I saw red. I saw fucking red. The exit was so close and yet Eli, fucking Eli, wielded his knife. I think that is when part of me gave up. My brain just stopped. It short circuited. Seeing my friends murdered and yet somehow being kept alive through playing god, my body slumped to the ground. I was numb. Completely numb.
I’m not sure what would have happened if those bloody saws and instruments which had been used on my friends were used on me too.
Luckily, that did not happen. Before Eli could get his slimy hands on me, he crumpled to the ground in an almost cartoon-like fashion, and standing over me was Harry. Who was looking better. When he grasped hold of me and helped me up, I only had one word. “Out.” And he was nodding, his eyes glistening as he drunk in our friends’ fate.
“How?” I managed to sputter out, when we made it out of the cabin, ducking behind a tree. Harry turned to me, motioning for me to shut up. There was a group of now ten to eleven year olds already running around, searching for what I guessed was him.
“I’m allergic to peanut butter,” Harry murmured, his grasp tightening on my wrist as he led me across the camp, the two of us stumbling.
“What, and you just magically healed?”
He didn’t respond to that, which bothered me.
“The bunker is our best shot,” I hissed out. “I think we can get in contact with someone down there.” I paused, unable to stop myself. “What makes you so important?”
“Dunno. Maybe I’m their favorite.”
When we found Allison’s cabin, which was more of a safehouse (an exposed safehouse) I found Rowan sitting on the wooden porch with his legs swinging over the side. “Rowan!” Harry groaned. I found it hard to believe their roles had been switched. Now he was the one yelling at the camp-leader. “I told you to stay inside!”
He ushered the boy inside, before barricading the door with some hefty looking equipment. I could tell from the grin on his face that our so-called leader was once again no longer himself.
I had to bite back a groan. “You’re kidding.” I said, pointing to Rowan, who buried his head in his knees and blew a raspberry. “Does he look and act like our leader right now?!”
“It’s Rowan, Josie.”
“He’s a liability.”
“He’s our friend! Wouldn’t Rowan do the same?”
Yes, he would. But. He would also realize we’re lost causes.
“Gag him with something.” I said. “If he makes any more noise, we’re dumping him.”
“He’s a kid!”
“Just the mind of one.”
I don’t know how animal crackers worked, but his age seemed to be progressively younger. This time he just sat with wide eyes watching us.
Harry almost tore apart the place looking for means of communication, before an old fashioned ringing sound made me jump.
“What was that?” Harry turned to me with his lip curled.
“How am I supposed to know?!” I hissed. “Keep looking!” But when I ducked under the table, my hands crawled under the desk, finding a wire—and attached to that, an ancient looking phone which looked straight out of a 1940’s movie, a bright green rotary phone.
Hesitantly, I answered it, lifting the phone to my ear. “Hello?”
“Did you awaken the subjects, Agent Salta?"
The voice on the other end was a woman, an oldish sounding woman with the tinge of a British accent.
“What?” I shot a look at Harry before shaking my head. “No. My name is Josie Greenfield. We’re at Camp Redwood, and we need help.”
The woman paused.
“Where is Agent Salta?” She cleared her throat. “This line is reserved for communication with agents only.”
“I don’t know who the fuck you’re talking about!" I squeaked out. “My name is Josie, and whatever is happening here, we need help!”
“Josie. Did you awaken the subjects?”
I paused after a moment, shooting Harry a look when he tried to take the phone off of me. “Yes.”
“And… are our agents unavailable?”
“I don’t understand.”
“When a health and safety breach is activated, our agents are awakened to deal with the Project Spearhead subjects if they were to ever go rogue, or become conscious enough to think. Josie, can you tell me what is in front of you? Describe it to me.”
I held my breath. Next to the hidden phone under the desk was what looked like mismatched wires, all of which had been severed. I lowered myself slowly, poking at mess. “Wires. I see… cut up wires.” I whispered. “Does this mean they know about you?”
She hummed. “Ah…That makes sense. The only way to activate our sleeper handlers would be to send out the signal. You appear to have been sabotaged. Unless activated manually, our agents cannot help you. I am sorry. They are your problem now.” The woman paused.
“If I were you, I would hope and pray they have not sabotaged the self-destruct. If you find that, then you may be able to save yourselves and find peace.” She cleared her throat. “Thank you for your service, Josie Greenfield.”
“Wait.” I managed to get out. “Wait, no! You can’t just… you can’t leave us! We need help!”
I found myself yelling at nothing when the phone went dead. The dull tone of the dead ringtone was clanging in my ears before footsteps from up above. “Fuck this.” Harry picked up a lead pipe. “They’re still little kids, right? I mean, their head must still be partly kids—- so let’s fucking beat their heads in.”
He noticed something, then, starting forwards towards the mess of files I had left earlier. Harry knelt on the ground and picked up Eli’s file, his eyes wide. But he wasn’t staring at the dates confirming the little boy’s age.
Instead, Harry pointed at the bottom of the file. “I don’t want to freak you out, Josie,” he whispered. Initially, I didn’t know what he was trying to show before I glimpsed notes scrawled at the bottom of the file, followed by a signature. “But I’m pretty sure that is my fucking writing.”
Harry was right.
I pulled the paperwork off of him, flicking through each file before turning my eyes to him. “Who the fuck are you?”
A clanging sound from above broke the tension, and whatever Harry was about to reply with was strangled in his throat. He slammed a hand over his mouth.
“Guys?”
The voice twisted me up inside, threatening to release a shriek from my mouth I had managed to clamp shut.
Teddy.
“Are you down here?” His voice was strained, and had an odd tone to it. “I can’t… I can’t see you.”
…
Can someone please tell me what the fuck is going on?! It’s been a blur of a week. We’ve managed to stay down here, surviving off of Allison’s rations. Rowan isn’t getting any better. He seems to have stopped mentally de-ageing at the age of maybe six. Harry has spent the last few days trying to get in contact with anyone, but it’s like they are IGNORING US.
I’ve been looking through everything I can find on Project Spearhead, but nothing points to Harry being involved. So. How is his signature all over the files? How is it possible that two friends I thought I knew several days ago, are now complete strangers?
Teddy keeps coming back.
He’s crying out to us.
I think he’s… in pain.
My god, I can’t stand this anymore. Please. CAMP REDWOOD NEEDS HELP.

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Icewind Dale: Enhanced Edition	0.4 TF2	$0.73 PP	-
Imperator: Rome Deluxe Edition	1.1 TF2	$2.09 PP	-
Imperator: Rome	0.8 TF2	$1.6 PP	-
Injustice 2 Legendary Edition	0.9 TF2	$1.76 PP	-
Injustice 2	0.7 TF2	$1.46 PP	-
Injustice: Gods Among Us - Ultimate Edition	0.7 TF2	$1.32 PP	-
Into the Breach	1.5 TF2	$2.93 PP	-
Into the Radius VR	2.9 TF2	$5.84 PP	-
Ion Fury	1.6 TF2	$3.12 PP	-
Iron Harvest	1.4 TF2	$2.74 PP	-
Jalopy	0.9 TF2	$1.87 PP	-
Job Simulator	6.5 TF2	$13.01 PP	-
Jurassic World Evolution 2	2.4 TF2	$4.81 PP	-
Jurassic World Evolution	0.7 TF2	$1.43 PP	-
Just Cause 2	0.5 TF2	$1.06 PP	-
Just Cause 3 XXL Edition	1.3 TF2	$2.63 PP	-
Just Cause 4: Complete Edition	2.0 TF2	$3.97 PP	-
KartKraft	3.2 TF2	$6.3 PP	-
Katamari Damacy REROLL	1.1 TF2	$2.24 PP	-
Katana ZERO	1.1 TF2	$2.23 PP	-
Keep Talking and Nobody Explodes	2.7 TF2	$5.42 PP	-
Kerbal Space Program	0.8 TF2	$1.6 PP	-
Killer Instinct	8.8 TF2	$17.49 PP	-
Killing Floor 2	0.6 TF2	$1.2 PP	-
Killing Floor	0.8 TF2	$1.69 PP	-
Kingdom Come: Deliverance	1.5 TF2	$2.93 PP	-
Kingdom: Two Crowns	1.0 TF2	$1.95 PP	-
LEGO Batman 3: Beyond Gotham Premium Edition	0.5 TF2	$0.9 PP	-
LEGO Batman Trilogy	1.5 TF2	$3.07 PP	-
LEGO Harry Potter: Years 1-4	0.4 TF2	$0.79 PP	-
LEGO Harry Potter: Years 5-7	0.6 TF2	$1.11 PP	-
LEGO Lord of the Rings	0.4 TF2	$0.83 PP	-
LEGO Star Wars III: The Clone Wars	0.5 TF2	$1.05 PP	-
LEGO Star Wars: The Complete Saga	0.6 TF2	$1.13 PP	-
LEGO® City Undercover	0.7 TF2	$1.34 PP	-
LEGO® DC Super-Villains Deluxe Edition	1.6 TF2	$3.28 PP	-
LEGO® DC Super-Villains	0.4 TF2	$0.78 PP	-
LEGO® Jurassic World™	0.4 TF2	$0.71 PP	-
LEGO® MARVEL's Avengers	0.4 TF2	$0.78 PP	-
LEGO® Marvel Super Heroes 2 Deluxe Edition	0.9 TF2	$1.83 PP	-
LEGO® Marvel Super Heroes 2	0.7 TF2	$1.34 PP	-
LEGO® Star Wars™: The Force Awakens - Deluxe Edition	1.1 TF2	$2.25 PP	-
LEGO® Star Wars™: The Force Awakens	0.6 TF2	$1.15 PP	-
LEGO® Worlds	1.1 TF2	$2.12 PP	-
LIMBO	0.4 TF2	$0.71 PP	-
Labyrinth City: Pierre the Maze Detective	0.7 TF2	$1.47 PP	-
Labyrinthine	1.9 TF2	$3.76 PP	-
Lake	0.8 TF2	$1.51 PP	-
Last Oasis	1.6 TF2	$3.11 PP	-
Layers of Fear 2	6.3 TF2	$12.52 PP	-
Layers of Fear	0.6 TF2	$1.12 PP	-
Legion TD 2	1.7 TF2	$3.33 PP	-
Len's Island	4.2 TF2	$8.26 PP	-
Lethal League Blaze	1.5 TF2	$3.06 PP	-
Lethal League	0.8 TF2	$1.58 PP	-
Library Of Ruina	3.2 TF2	$6.42 PP	-
Life is Feudal: Your Own	0.7 TF2	$1.39 PP	-
Life is Strange 2 Complete Season	0.7 TF2	$1.33 PP	-
Life is Strange Complete Season (Episodes 1-5)	4.5 TF2	$8.95 PP	-
Little Misfortune	2.2 TF2	$4.47 PP	-
Little Nightmares Complete Edition	1.6 TF2	$3.22 PP	-
Little Nightmares	1.0 TF2	$2.06 PP	-
Lobotomy Corporation Monster Management Simulation	5.0 TF2	$9.99 PP	-
Loot River	3.3 TF2	$6.47 PP	-
Lost Ember	1.4 TF2	$2.76 PP	-
Luck be a Landlord	2.4 TF2 Refer To My Other Thread	$4.77 PP Refer To My Other Thread	Luck of the Draw: Roguelike Deckbuilders Bundle
METAL GEAR SOLID V: The Definitive Experience	1.5 TF2	$2.89 PP	-
MONSTER HUNTER RISE	4.1 TF2	$8.09 PP	-
MORTAL KOMBAT 11	1.8 TF2	$3.53 PP	-
MX vs ATV Reflex	0.4 TF2	$0.71 PP	-
Mad Max	1.2 TF2	$2.32 PP	-
Mafia II: Definitive Edition	3.6 TF2	$7.11 PP	-
Mafia III: Definitive Edition	2.1 TF2	$4.21 PP	-
Mafia: Definitive Edition	2.2 TF2	$4.36 PP	-
Magicka 2 - Deluxe Edition	0.8 TF2	$1.69 PP	-
Magicka 2	0.6 TF2	$1.18 PP	-
Maneater	0.8 TF2	$1.63 PP	-
Manhunt	1.1 TF2	$2.18 PP	-
Mars Horizon	0.8 TF2	$1.53 PP	-
Mass Effect™ Legendary Edition	7.7 TF2	$15.36 PP	-
Max Payne 2: The Fall of Max Payne	0.6 TF2	$1.22 PP	-
Max Payne	1.0 TF2	$2.06 PP	-
MechWarrior 5: Mercenaries	2.5 TF2	$5.02 PP	-
Medal of Honor	2.1 TF2	$4.24 PP	-
Mega Man Legacy Collection	0.5 TF2	$0.9 PP	-
Men of War: Assault Squad 2 - Deluxe Edition	0.8 TF2	$1.69 PP	-
Men of War: Assault Squad 2 War Chest Edition	0.8 TF2	$1.6 PP	-
Men of War: Assault Squad 2	0.8 TF2	$1.6 PP	-
Metro Exodus	1.4 TF2	$2.79 PP	-
Metro Redux Bundle	1.1 TF2	$2.17 PP	-
Metro: Last Light Redux	1.1 TF2	$2.26 PP	-
Middle-earth: Shadow of Mordor Game of the Year Edition	0.9 TF2	$1.71 PP	-
Middle-earth™: Shadow of War™	0.9 TF2	$1.8 PP	-
Middleearth Shadow of War Definitive Edition	1.2 TF2	$2.37 PP	-
Midnight Ghost Hunt	2.5 TF2 Refer To My Other Thread	$4.93 PP Refer To My Other Thread	May Multiplayer Bundle
Mini Ninjas	0.5 TF2	$1.05 PP	-
Mirror's Edge	2.2 TF2	$4.36 PP	-
Miscreated	1.4 TF2	$2.87 PP	-
Monster Hunter: World	3.5 TF2	$6.89 PP	-
Monster Sanctuary	0.6 TF2	$1.26 PP	-
Monster Train	0.5 TF2	$0.92 PP	-
Moonlighter	0.4 TF2	$0.85 PP	-
Moons of Madness	1.7 TF2	$3.48 PP	-
Mordhau	1.7 TF2	$3.32 PP	-
Mortal Shell	1.4 TF2	$2.77 PP	-
Motorcycle Mechanic Simulator 2021	0.8 TF2	$1.58 PP	-
Motorsport Manager	1.3 TF2	$2.55 PP	-
Move or Die	0.7 TF2	$1.46 PP	-
Moving Out	1.4 TF2	$2.82 PP	-
Mutant Year Zero: Road to Eden - Deluxe Edition	1.5 TF2	$3.01 PP	-
My Friend Pedro	1.0 TF2	$1.91 PP	-
My Time At Portia	0.7 TF2	$1.43 PP	-
NARUTO SHIPPUDEN: Ultimate Ninja STORM 4 Road to Boruto	2.6 TF2	$5.23 PP	-
NARUTO SHIPPUDEN: Ultimate Ninja STORM Revolution	0.8 TF2	$1.5 PP	-
NASCAR Heat 5 - Ultimate Edition	0.6 TF2	$1.1 PP	-
NBA 2K13	4.8 TF2	$9.52 PP	-
Naruto Shippuden: Ultimate Ninja Storm 4	1.6 TF2	$3.14 PP	-
Naruto to Boruto Shinobi Striker - Deluxe Edition	1.6 TF2	$3.13 PP	-
Naruto to Boruto Shinobi Striker	0.4 TF2	$0.83 PP	-
Necromunda: Hired Gun	0.7 TF2	$1.45 PP	-
Neon Abyss	0.5 TF2	$1.01 PP	-
Neverwinter Nights: Complete Adventures	3.7 TF2	$7.33 PP	-
Nine Parchments	2.1 TF2	$4.27 PP	-
No Time to Relax	2.9 TF2	$5.75 PP	-
Northgard	3.8 TF2 Refer To My Other Thread	$7.64 PP Refer To My Other Thread	May Multiplayer Bundle
Not For Broadcast	0.7 TF2	$1.36 PP	-
ONE PIECE BURNING BLOOD GOLD EDITION	2.0 TF2	$3.91 PP	-
ONE PIECE BURNING BLOOD	0.7 TF2	$1.46 PP	-
ONE PIECE PIRATE WARRIORS 3 Gold Edition	1.2 TF2	$2.38 PP	-
Observer	0.4 TF2	$0.74 PP	-
Oddworld: New 'n' Tasty	0.4 TF2	$0.72 PP	-
One Step From Eden	0.5 TF2	$1.03 PP	-
Operation: Tango	0.4 TF2 Refer To My Other Thread	$0.8 PP Refer To My Other Thread	Humble Choice (May 2023)
Opus Magnum	1.1 TF2	$2.13 PP	-
Orcs Must Die! 3	1.9 TF2	$3.69 PP	-
Outlast 2	0.6 TF2	$1.17 PP	-
Outlast	0.5 TF2	$1.06 PP	-
Outward	1.5 TF2	$2.94 PP	-
Overcooked	1.0 TF2	$2.02 PP	-
Overcooked! 2	1.3 TF2	$2.59 PP	-
Overgrowth	0.8 TF2	$1.53 PP	-
Overlord II	0.4 TF2	$0.85 PP	-
Owlboy	1.0 TF2	$2.04 PP	-
PC Building Simulator	0.7 TF2	$1.32 PP	-
PGA TOUR 2K21	0.6 TF2	$1.24 PP	-
Paint the Town Red	2.4 TF2	$4.73 PP	-
Parkitect	5.5 TF2	$10.98 PP	-
Party Hard 2	0.4 TF2	$0.71 PP	-
Pathfinder: Kingmaker - Enhanced Plus Edition	0.6 TF2	$1.25 PP	-
Pathologic 2	0.5 TF2	$1.04 PP	-
Pathologic Classic HD	0.4 TF2	$0.85 PP	-
Per Aspera	0.7 TF2	$1.39 PP	-
Phantom Doctrine	0.4 TF2	$0.85 PP	-
Pillars of Eternity Definitive Edition	1.3 TF2	$2.66 PP	-
Pillars of Eternity II: Deadfire	1.0 TF2	$2.07 PP	-
Pistol Whip	6.2 TF2	$12.33 PP	-
Plague Inc: Evolved	1.6 TF2	$3.23 PP	-
Planescape: Torment: Enhanced Edition	0.4 TF2	$0.78 PP	-
Planet Coaster	1.8 TF2	$3.55 PP	-
Planet Zoo	2.0 TF2	$3.93 PP	-
Planetary Annihilation: TITANS	6.0 TF2	$11.91 PP	-
Portal Knights	1.3 TF2	$2.62 PP	-
Power Rangers: Battle for the Grid	2.8 TF2	$5.48 PP	-
PowerBeatsVR	1.0 TF2	$1.99 PP	-
PowerSlave Exhumed	1.4 TF2	$2.79 PP	-
Praey for the Gods	0.6 TF2	$1.16 PP	-
Prehistoric Kingdom	1.5 TF2	$2.93 PP	-
Prison Architect	0.4 TF2	$0.76 PP	-
Pro Cycling Manager 2019	1.3 TF2	$2.61 PP	-
Project Hospital	2.4 TF2	$4.82 PP	-
Project Wingman	2.6 TF2	$5.21 PP	-
Project Winter	1.1 TF2	$2.17 PP	-
Propnight	0.7 TF2	$1.32 PP	-
Pumpkin Jack	0.4 TF2	$0.84 PP	-
Quantum Break	2.0 TF2	$4.0 PP	-
RESIDENT EVIL 3	2.3 TF2	$4.49 PP	-
RUGBY 20	1.3 TF2	$2.58 PP	-
RWBY: Grimm Eclipse	3.3 TF2	$6.62 PP	-
Ragnaröck	3.5 TF2	$6.93 PP	-
Rain World	1.1 TF2 Refer To My Other Thread	$2.19 PP Refer To My Other Thread	Must-Play Metroidvanias Bundle
Raw Data	1.1 TF2	$2.17 PP	-
Re:Legend	1.1 TF2	$2.13 PP	-
Red Faction Guerrilla Re-Mars-tered	0.5 TF2	$0.95 PP	-
Red Matter	4.5 TF2	$8.95 PP	-
Resident Evil / biohazard HD REMASTER	1.1 TF2	$2.23 PP	-
Resident Evil 0 / biohazard 0 HD Remaster	1.2 TF2	$2.35 PP	-
Resident Evil 5 GOLD Edition	1.8 TF2	$3.53 PP	-
Resident Evil 5	1.1 TF2	$2.16 PP	-
Resident Evil 6	1.4 TF2	$2.81 PP	-
Resident Evil: Revelations 2 Deluxe Edition	2.5 TF2	$4.88 PP	-
Resident Evil: Revelations	0.8 TF2	$1.5 PP	-
Retro Machina	0.5 TF2	$1.02 PP	-
Risen 2: Dark Waters Gold Edition	1.4 TF2	$2.88 PP	-
Risen 3 - Complete Edition	1.0 TF2	$2.07 PP	-
Risen	0.9 TF2	$1.82 PP	-
Rising Storm 2: Vietnam	0.7 TF2	$1.34 PP	-
River City Girls	1.4 TF2	$2.87 PP	-
Roboquest	0.5 TF2	$1.06 PP	-
RollerCoaster Tycoon Deluxe	1.1 TF2	$2.09 PP	-
Rollercoaster Tycoon 2: Triple Thrill Pack	1.6 TF2	$3.28 PP	-
Rubber Bandits	0.8 TF2	$1.52 PP	-
Ryse: Son of Rome	1.7 TF2	$3.38 PP	-
SCP: Pandemic	2.2 TF2	$4.28 PP	-
SCUM	3.0 TF2	$5.96 PP	-
SOMA	2.4 TF2	$4.8 PP	-
SONG OF HORROR Complete Edition	0.7 TF2	$1.42 PP	-
STAR WARS® THE FORCE UNLEASHED II	0.8 TF2	$1.62 PP	-
STAR WARS™: Squadrons	1.6 TF2	$3.23 PP	-
SUPERHOT VR	2.3 TF2	$4.51 PP	-
SUPERHOT	0.8 TF2	$1.59 PP	-
SUPERHOT: MIND CONTROL DELETE	0.5 TF2	$1.02 PP	-
Saint's Row The Third Remastered	2.3 TF2	$4.5 PP	-
Saints Row 2	0.6 TF2	$1.16 PP	-
Saints Row IV Game of the Century Edition	1.1 TF2	$2.25 PP	-
Saints Row IV	1.0 TF2	$2.05 PP	-
Saints Row the Third - The Full Package	1.0 TF2	$1.93 PP	-
Saints Row: The Third	0.6 TF2	$1.27 PP	-
Salt and Sanctuary	1.1 TF2	$2.15 PP	-
Sanctum 2	0.5 TF2	$1.06 PP	-
Satisfactory	6.5 TF2	$13.01 PP	-
Second Extinction	2.1 TF2	$4.11 PP	-
Secret Neighbor	0.9 TF2	$1.85 PP	-
Serious Sam 2	0.8 TF2	$1.58 PP	-
Serious Sam 3: BFE	1.0 TF2	$1.99 PP	-
Serious Sam 4	4.0 TF2	$7.94 PP	-
Serious Sam: Siberian Mayhem	2.3 TF2	$4.51 PP	-
Shadow Man Remastered	1.0 TF2	$2.0 PP	-
Shadow Tactics: Blades of the Shogun	0.4 TF2	$0.85 PP	-
Shadow Warrior 2	0.9 TF2	$1.76 PP	-
Shadow of the Tomb Raider	3.2 TF2	$6.37 PP	-
Shenmue 3	1.3 TF2	$2.58 PP	-
Shenmue I & II	1.3 TF2	$2.58 PP	-
Shining Resonance Refrain	0.5 TF2	$0.96 PP	-
Sid Meier's Civilization VI : Platinum Edition	3.0 TF2	$6.03 PP	-
Sid Meier's Civilization VI	0.7 TF2	$1.47 PP	-
Sid Meier's Civilization® V: The Complete Edition	1.9 TF2	$3.76 PP	-
Sid Meiers Civilization IV: The Complete Edition	0.8 TF2	$1.6 PP	-
Siege of Centauri	0.6 TF2	$1.16 PP	-
SimCasino	1.3 TF2	$2.56 PP	-
SimplePlanes	1.9 TF2	$3.78 PP	-
Skullgirls 2nd Encore	1.2 TF2	$2.47 PP	-
Slap City	1.1 TF2	$2.25 PP	-
Slay the Spire	3.6 TF2	$7.17 PP	-
Sleeping Dogs: Definitive Edition	1.0 TF2	$1.93 PP	-
Slime Rancher	1.7 TF2	$3.32 PP	-
Sniper Elite 3	1.1 TF2	$2.14 PP	-
Sniper Elite 4	1.3 TF2	$2.53 PP	-
Sniper Elite V2 Remastered	1.3 TF2	$2.5 PP	-
Sniper Elite V2	1.0 TF2	$2.05 PP	-
Sniper Ghost Warrior 3	0.8 TF2	$1.58 PP	-
Sniper Ghost Warrior Contracts	0.9 TF2	$1.88 PP	-
Sonic Adventure DX	0.5 TF2	$0.92 PP	-
Sonic Adventure™ 2	0.9 TF2	$1.86 PP	-
Sonic Mania	1.3 TF2	$2.6 PP	-
Soul Calibur VI	1.6 TF2	$3.24 PP	-
Source of Madness	0.6 TF2	$1.13 PP	-
Space Engineers	2.7 TF2	$5.3 PP	-
Space Haven	0.6 TF2	$1.15 PP	-
Spec Ops: The Line	0.9 TF2	$1.81 PP	-
SpeedRunners	0.5 TF2	$1.04 PP	-
Spellcaster University	0.5 TF2	$0.9 PP	-
Spelunky	1.1 TF2	$2.23 PP	-
Spirit Of The Island	1.3 TF2	$2.59 PP	-
Spiritfarer	1.1 TF2 Refer To My Other Thread	$2.18 PP Refer To My Other Thread	Humble Choice (May 2023)
SpongeBob SquarePants: Battle for Bikini Bottom - Rehydrated	1.3 TF2	$2.51 PP	-
Spyro™ Reignited Trilogy	4.8 TF2	$9.65 PP	-
Star Renegades	3.0 TF2	$5.94 PP	-
Star Trek: Bridge Crew	4.3 TF2	$8.62 PP	-
Star Wars Republic Commando™	0.4 TF2	$0.71 PP	-
Star Wars: Battlefront 2 (Classic, 2005)	1.4 TF2	$2.7 PP	-
Star Wars: Knights of the Old Republic	0.4 TF2	$0.85 PP	-
Star Wars® Empire at War™: Gold Pack	1.2 TF2	$2.39 PP	-
Starbound	1.1 TF2	$2.24 PP	-
Starpoint Gemini Warlords	1.7 TF2	$3.48 PP	-
State of Decay 2: Juggernaut Edition	3.0 TF2	$5.92 PP	-
Staxel	0.6 TF2	$1.15 PP	-
SteamWorld Quest: Hand of Gilgamech	0.9 TF2	$1.83 PP	-
Steel Division: Normandy 44	1.5 TF2	$2.91 PP	-
Stellaris Galaxy Edition	1.8 TF2	$3.56 PP	-
Stellaris	1.6 TF2	$3.24 PP	-
Stellaris: Lithoids Species Pack	0.7 TF2	$1.49 PP	-
Stick Fight: The Game	0.6 TF2	$1.1 PP	-
Strategic Command WWII: World at War	2.1 TF2	$4.26 PP	-
Street Fighter 30th Anniversary Collection	1.5 TF2	$2.94 PP	-
Streets of Rogue	0.6 TF2	$1.24 PP	-
Stronghold 2: Steam Edition	2.0 TF2	$4.0 PP	-
Stronghold Crusader 2	0.9 TF2	$1.84 PP	-
Stronghold Crusader HD	0.6 TF2	$1.24 PP	-
Stronghold Legends: Steam Edition	0.9 TF2	$1.76 PP	-
Styx: Shards Of Darkness	0.9 TF2	$1.76 PP	-
Subnautica	3.6 TF2	$7.15 PP	-
Summer in Mara	0.5 TF2	$1.09 PP	-
Sunless Sea	0.4 TF2	$0.76 PP	-
Sunless Skies	0.7 TF2	$1.34 PP	-
Sunset Overdrive	1.0 TF2	$2.01 PP	-
Super Meat Boy	0.5 TF2	$1.08 PP	-
Superliminal	1.9 TF2	$3.84 PP	-
Supraland Six Inches Under	1.5 TF2	$2.89 PP	-
Supreme Commander 2	0.8 TF2	$1.62 PP	-
Supreme Commander Forged Alliance	2.0 TF2	$4.02 PP	-
Surgeon Simulator: Experience Reality	1.8 TF2	$3.5 PP	-
Survive the Nights	0.8 TF2	$1.69 PP	-
Surviving Mars	0.5 TF2	$0.92 PP	-
Surviving the Aftermath	0.7 TF2	$1.41 PP	-
Sword Art Online Fatal Bullet - Complete Edition	3.2 TF2	$6.45 PP	-
Sword Art Online Hollow Realization Deluxe Edition	1.5 TF2	$3.01 PP	-
Syberia: The World Before	1.2 TF2	$2.32 PP	-
Synth Riders	3.5 TF2	$6.96 PP	-
TEKKEN 7	1.5 TF2	$2.9 PP	-
THE KING OF FIGHTERS '98 ULTIMATE MATCH FINAL EDITION	0.4 TF2	$0.85 PP	-
THE KING OF FIGHTERS 2002 UNLIMITED MATCH	0.6 TF2	$1.18 PP	-
Tales from the Borderlands	3.4 TF2	$6.83 PP	-
Tales of Berseria	1.1 TF2	$2.12 PP	-
Tales of Zestiria	0.9 TF2	$1.72 PP	-
Talisman: Digital Edition	0.5 TF2	$0.94 PP	-
Tank Mechanic Simulator	1.1 TF2	$2.17 PP	-
Telltale Batman Shadows Edition	1.0 TF2	$1.9 PP	-
Terraforming Mars	0.6 TF2	$1.15 PP	-
Terraria	2.1 TF2	$4.26 PP	-
The Ascent	1.1 TF2	$2.26 PP	-
The Battle of Polytopia	0.4 TF2	$0.85 PP	-
The Beast Inside	0.4 TF2	$0.77 PP	-
The Blackout Club	0.6 TF2	$1.17 PP	-
The Dark Pictures Anthology: Little Hope	1.6 TF2	$3.12 PP	-
The Dark Pictures Anthology: Man of Medan	2.2 TF2	$4.42 PP	-
The Darkness II	0.5 TF2	$0.99 PP	-
The Dungeon Of Naheulbeuk: The Amulet Of Chaos	0.8 TF2	$1.69 PP	-
The Escapists	0.6 TF2	$1.13 PP	-
The Henry Stickmin Collection	0.7 TF2	$1.46 PP	-
The Incredible Adventures of Van Helsing Final Cut	1.3 TF2	$2.67 PP	-
The Intruder	2.2 TF2	$4.28 PP	-
The Jackbox Party Pack 2	2.0 TF2	$4.02 PP	-
The Jackbox Party Pack 3	2.9 TF2	$5.76 PP	-
The Jackbox Party Pack 4	2.1 TF2	$4.14 PP	-
The Jackbox Party Pack 5	3.1 TF2	$6.15 PP	-
The Jackbox Party Pack 6	2.8 TF2	$5.58 PP	-
The Jackbox Party Pack	1.1 TF2	$2.18 PP	-
The LEGO Movie 2 Videogame	0.4 TF2	$0.8 PP	-
The Last Campfire	0.4 TF2	$0.78 PP	-
The Legend of Heroes: Trails in the Sky	1.8 TF2	$3.57 PP	-
The Long Dark	2.0 TF2	$4.0 PP	-
The Long Dark: Survival Edition	0.4 TF2	$0.78 PP	-
The Mortuary Assistant	2.4 TF2	$4.82 PP	-
The Red Solstice 2: Survivors	0.4 TF2	$0.78 PP	-
The Surge 2	0.9 TF2	$1.83 PP	-
The Survivalists	0.7 TF2	$1.36 PP	-
The Talos Principle	1.0 TF2	$2.06 PP	-
The Walking Dead: A New Frontier	0.4 TF2	$0.71 PP	-
The Walking Dead: The Final Season	0.5 TF2	$0.92 PP	-
The Walking Dead: The Telltale Definitive Series	2.2 TF2	$4.41 PP	-
The Witness	3.7 TF2	$7.29 PP	-
The Wolf Among Us	1.4 TF2	$2.83 PP	-
This Is the Police	0.4 TF2	$0.85 PP	-
This War of Mine: Complete Edition	0.7 TF2	$1.36 PP	-
Titan Quest Anniversary Edition	0.6 TF2	$1.22 PP	-
Torchlight II	0.6 TF2	$1.19 PP	-
Total Tank Simulator	0.4 TF2	$0.74 PP	-
Total War SHOGUN 2	3.5 TF2	$7.03 PP	-
Total War Shogun 2 Collection	1.7 TF2	$3.48 PP	-
Total War: ATTILA	2.1 TF2	$4.19 PP	-
Total War: Empire - Definitive Edition	1.8 TF2	$3.61 PP	-
Total War: Napoleon - Definitive Edition	1.6 TF2	$3.2 PP	-
Total War: Rome II - Emperor Edition	2.8 TF2	$5.54 PP	-
Total War™: WARHAMMER®	3.1 TF2	$6.25 PP	-
Totally Accurate Battle Simulator	2.9 TF2	$5.68 PP	-
Totally Reliable Delivery Service	0.6 TF2	$1.29 PP	-
Tour de France 2020	0.6 TF2	$1.15 PP	-
Tower Unite	5.2 TF2	$10.39 PP	-
Townscaper	0.6 TF2	$1.18 PP	-
Trailmakers Deluxe Edition	1.5 TF2	$2.93 PP	-
Train Simulator Classic	0.9 TF2	$1.7 PP	-
Tribes of Midgard	0.9 TF2	$1.8 PP	-
Tricky Towers	2.0 TF2	$3.98 PP	-
Trine 2: Complete Story	0.4 TF2	$0.85 PP	-
Trine 4: The Nightmare Prince	1.2 TF2	$2.42 PP	-
Trine Ultimate Collection	4.1 TF2	$8.22 PP	-
Tropico 5 – Complete Collection	0.8 TF2	$1.6 PP	-
Tropico 6 El-Prez Edition	2.5 TF2	$5.07 PP	-
Tropico 6	2.3 TF2	$4.55 PP	-
Turmoil	0.4 TF2	$0.73 PP	-
Turok	0.4 TF2	$0.76 PP	-
Two Point Hospital	2.2 TF2	$4.28 PP	-
Tyranny - Gold Edition	0.6 TF2	$1.22 PP	-
Ultimate Chicken Horse	1.8 TF2	$3.57 PP	-
Ultimate Fishing Simulator	0.5 TF2	$0.92 PP	-
Ultimate Marvel vs. Capcom 3	1.7 TF2	$3.4 PP	-
Ultra Street Fighter IV	0.6 TF2	$1.15 PP	-
Undertale	2.0 TF2	$4.07 PP	-
Universe Sandbox	4.6 TF2	$9.15 PP	-
Unrailed!	1.5 TF2	$3.0 PP	-
Until You Fall	0.7 TF2	$1.4 PP	-
VTOL VR	6.5 TF2	$13.01 PP	-
Vacation Simulator	5.2 TF2	$10.32 PP	-
Vagante	0.7 TF2	$1.41 PP	-
Valkyria Chronicles 4 Complete Edition	1.5 TF2	$2.93 PP	-
Vampyr	1.6 TF2	$3.27 PP	-
Verdun	0.4 TF2	$0.73 PP	-
Victor Vran	0.8 TF2	$1.62 PP	-
Visage	2.9 TF2	$5.87 PP	-
Viscera Cleanup Detail	1.9 TF2	$3.75 PP	-
Void Bastards	0.4 TF2	$0.84 PP	-
Volcanoids	1.4 TF2	$2.81 PP	-
Vox Machinae	3.4 TF2	$6.78 PP	-
Wargame European Escalation	0.4 TF2	$0.72 PP	-
Wargame: Red Dragon	5.3 TF2	$10.56 PP	-
Warhammer 40,000: Chaos Gate - Daemonhunters	2.2 TF2 Refer To My Other Thread	$4.28 PP Refer To My Other Thread	Humble Choice (May 2023)
Warhammer 40,000: Dawn of War - Master Collection	1.6 TF2	$3.12 PP	-
Warhammer 40,000: Dawn of War II - Grand Master Collection	2.0 TF2	$3.93 PP	-
Warhammer 40,000: Dawn of War II: Retribution	0.8 TF2	$1.62 PP	-
Warhammer 40,000: Gladius - Relics of War	1.0 TF2	$1.95 PP	-
Warhammer 40,000: Gladius - Tyranids	1.6 TF2	$3.12 PP	-
Warhammer 40,000: Space Marine Collection	2.0 TF2	$4.07 PP	-
Warhammer 40,000: Space Marine	1.7 TF2	$3.29 PP	-
Warhammer: Chaosbane - Slayer Edition	1.1 TF2	$2.09 PP	-
Warhammer: End Times - Vermintide Collector's Edition	0.7 TF2	$1.38 PP	-
Warhammer: Vermintide 2 - Collector's Edition	1.5 TF2	$3.02 PP	-
Warhammer: Vermintide 2	0.8 TF2	$1.52 PP	-
Warhammer® 40,000™: Dawn of War® II	0.6 TF2	$1.26 PP	-
Warhammer® 40,000™: Dawn of War® III	1.7 TF2	$3.33 PP	-
Warpips	0.8 TF2	$1.53 PP	-
Wasteland 3	1.3 TF2	$2.55 PP	-
We Happy Few	0.8 TF2	$1.62 PP	-
We Need to Go Deeper	1.7 TF2	$3.34 PP	-
We Were Here Too	0.9 TF2	$1.81 PP	-
White Day : a labyrinth named school	0.6 TF2	$1.25 PP	-
Who's Your Daddy	1.7 TF2	$3.31 PP	-
Wingspan	1.2 TF2	$2.37 PP	-
Winkeltje: The Little Shop	1.1 TF2	$2.18 PP	-
Witch It	3.3 TF2	$6.54 PP	-
Wizard of Legend	1.4 TF2	$2.86 PP	-
Worms W.M.D	1.1 TF2	$2.24 PP	-
Wurm Unlimited	0.7 TF2	$1.45 PP	-
X4: Foundations	5.8 TF2	$11.48 PP	-
X4: Split Vendetta	1.9 TF2	$3.8 PP	-
XCOM 2 Collection	1.4 TF2	$2.79 PP	-
XCOM: Enemy Unknown Complete Pack	0.8 TF2	$1.6 PP	-
XCOM: Ultimate Collection	1.2 TF2	$2.42 PP	-
Yakuza 0	2.0 TF2	$3.96 PP	-
Yakuza 3 Remastered	1.1 TF2	$2.24 PP	-
Yakuza 4 Remastered	2.0 TF2	$4.01 PP	-
Yakuza 5 Remastered	2.8 TF2	$5.48 PP	-
Yakuza Kiwami 2	3.2 TF2	$6.41 PP	-
Yonder: The Cloud Catcher Chronicles	1.8 TF2	$3.58 PP	-
YouTubers Life	0.5 TF2	$1.06 PP	-
ZERO Sievert	4.8 TF2	$9.65 PP	-
Zenith MMO	2.2 TF2	$4.38 PP	-
Zero Caliber VR	4.2 TF2	$8.31 PP	-
Zombie Army 4: Dead War	1.9 TF2	$3.75 PP	-
Zombie Army Trilogy	0.5 TF2	$1.04 PP	-
biped	0.9 TF2	$1.79 PP	-
rFactor 2	3.2 TF2	$6.43 PP	-
while True: learn() Chief Technology Officer Edition	0.8 TF2	$1.61 PP	-

 
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