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“Hmm. Ooh, test. Testing testing, 123. That’s odd, I better show Tim this.”
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“And then I clicked that, just like so, and look.”
“What the.”
“Wait. Uh, is that what we’re saying? Right now?”
“Seems like some type of reverse text-to-speech, right?”
“Why is it adding quotations like that?”
“I don’t know?” Sasha responded.
Tim paused for a moment, before realization dawned on his face.
“What the heck-it knows your name, that’s not right-“ Tim said, mildly spooked. He took a step back from the screen.
“Yours too,” She said, still in awe.
“‘Still in awe?’” He read out loud. “Sash, this bloody website is haunted.”
“That’s why I’m showing it to you, and I am not in awe, I’m just curious about it.”
“What did you have to put into this cursed thing to have it know both of our names??” Tim demanded.
“Nothing, I swear, it’s just a guest account, but this definitely isn’t how it usually works..”
Tim looked at Sasha suspiciously. “Usually?”
“Well, I mean, usually its just normal stuff on here- i’m not into the crazy, like, weird stuff, I swear-“ She stammered.
“Okay..? What exactly is this..er, archive four own?” Tim asked as he looked at the top of the screen.
“It’s actually archive of our own, or just AO3” Sasha automatically said. “But uh, people write, like, stories and stuff, post it here for people to see.”
“Right…stories,” Tim said, still eyeing her. “Why did you pull it up on your work computer then, if it’s just stories?”
“Well, er, you know how Jon has been having us look into those Jurgen Leitner books. Figured I’d do some…research, and there’s two places where you can find oddly specific internet information. Reddit, and this place.”
“You seriously mean to tell me that your found Jurgen Leitner on AO3?”
“Well, sorta. I just clicked on the username, see what’d pop up, and this showed up. Well- it was all blank in this space, now it’s just recording everything we say.”
“I don’t like that,” Tim remarked, looking away from the screen that kept filling with words.
“Should we tell Jon about this?” She asked, looking to him.
Tim laughed. “Oh yeah, tell him you found one of Leitner’s books in a digital archive, that’ll really boost productivity,” He said sarcastically. “Just try clicking out of it, I don’t like seeing all of my words and feelings on some dumb computer screen.”
Sasha nodded.
Click.