Cyan, how many bitcoins have you got left?” Grace tried sending the thought as a concept, as she’d been practising: a pile of coins with ‘B’ o... them, and ‘remainder’. Hopefully her hair wasn’t that wet.“Infinity,” the answer floated into her head, and some other images which somehow translated themselves in her head.“Cyan says,” Grace relayed, “she can hack any amount of bitcoin, or just mine some, as the spaceship has more computing than we even have words for. I suppose lots of criminals have. Me: I’m not going to jump into a flaming gas station any time soon.Chloe: Hahaha! What if I were in that gas station?Me: That would suck.Chloe: Why? I mean it would, but why do you say that?Me: Because I would be there with you.Chloe: Hahaha! I’ll try to stay away from the flaming gas station then.Me: Thank you! Hahaha! This is boring, right?Chloe: Big time! But we need to pay attention to this. It might save our lives.Me: Uhhhh.I was getting bored so I decided to change that. I moved my desk a. A couple boys would always joke about how this made for an easycleanup after wet dreams, but once the boys came to live in the home, theysoon realized they never had any messes to clean in the morning, and justas quickly paid it no mind.The creatures could be heard on the roof, quietly pulling open the windowedskylights, silent as shadows slipping into the room. Tonight there wereeight of them. They would stay until each had fed at least once. Somenights only three or four might arrive; one. He felt very uncomfortable and thought for a few seconds before replying."Yes, I've done it before," he slowly replied, his eyes focussed intentlyon a bit of fluff on the carpet, unable to look directly at Emma. "Look at me! Let me see your shame and embarrassment!"He looked up. "I'm sorry, darling," he responded, tears welling in hiseyes.She continued with her relentless interrogation "Whose have your worn? Ifyou tell lies, you are going back into the corner. Let's have the truthfirst time for.