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Jeremy stared at the screen with no idea. This was real world. Real conflict. Not…
“What happens if I guess wrong?”
Miranda’s silence told him what he really, really didn’t want to know.
He was supposed to save people. That was his talisman as he sought the light side of the Force. That’s how he’d gotten himself out of hacking.
And ultimately, that’s why he’d gotten out of gaming, too. For the most part it removed him from society. Every hour of gaming was like a drug—going to an easy escape.
Online, he was faceless and he belonged.
In school, he was the outsider frequently pissing people off as he skipped grades and aced tests. You’re blowin’ the curve, man. Guess we’re gonna beat the s**t out of you ’til you learn.
He’d liked that social aspect of being online. Flying together
