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The Shelf.

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Chapter 1 - Chapter 1: The “Tilt” of the Iceberg

"Hey Luce, can you stop flashing that dumb flashlight at me, it's kinda— actually nah, it's REALLY annoying..." says one of the kids who literally looks like a walking rainbow while smack talking the flashlight kid.

"Oh I'm sooorrrrryyyy John, I'll just flash it faster so it doesn't even look like it's flickering fr!" Says another kid whose outfit has the vibe of a Mexican Christian and is literally a Mexicano (all black attire).

"Brru, that's not how flashlights work ya doofus, plus ur gonna run the batteries out and we'll all be stuck in the darkness..." says the girl who has white light up crocs that start to flicker every five seconds.

After about 5-10 minutes of play arguing between the teens, they stumble upon the not so vintage section of the literally abandoned library which happens to be a very dusty and untouched for only a couple of years... "The Manga seeecctttiioooonnn" says John in a very enthusiastic and dramatically excited tone of voice. "Nah, I ain't goin in there, I wanna go see the history books fr.", Luce says.

"Wait why those boring books, you a history nerd or something?" asks Veronica. "Nah I just like that they're uncensored for the most part. Cuz lotsa violence fr.", Luce says Casually. "But aren't you like a Christian or something?", replies Veronica, in which Luce just responds with, "You know the Bible has violence too right"

While making a dumb silly face to Veronica.

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Veronica then lets out a chuckled laugh and nudges John (who she thinks is Luce) with her Elbow out of tease and joking-ness when all of a sudden John gets pushed into a shelf because of Veronica and falls over along with the shelf.

Veronica quickly lifts and pushes the random shelf off of John meanwhile a bright natural light that both John and and Veronica thinks is Luce's Flashlight now glimmers fresh air-light and sky from what was once behind the brown dusty bookshelf but is now open for any and all eyes who have vision to see and can see everything behind—

T h e S h e l f .