Pizza

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"I'm not picky. Pizza?" Asking the group in general. They could get a variety of pizzas.

"Pizza would be good," said Sartre.

Within seconds, Several different types of pizza appeared on the counter in "P3" boxes, Ranging from barbecue chicken to vegan to sausage to supreme. "I always was a good chef," said Piper.

Choi listened. Phoebe was upset about someone being dead for 25 years. Prude argued that she had help to reappear after being dead 23 years. Was the visitor that was coming this person who was dead two years longer than Prue? Maybe Alyssa could help him find out. Choi quietly crept back downstairs, opened the door, and silently closed it. He crept back to the stairs to the first floor. Walking back down, he returned to where everyone else was. “So,” Yeong inquired, “what are we doing now?”

"Alyssa, can I grab you a slice?" asked Sartre

“Sure. A slice of Pepperoni, thanks.” Alyssa gratefully responded.

“Oooo!” Choi exclaimed. “Pizza! Is there Hawaiian?”

"Of course there is Hawaiian, being the middle sister, cooking was always my talent aside from freezing time." said Piper.

Sartre grabbed two slices of pepperoni and placed them on a paper plate and set it in front of the pallid hacker. He grabbed two slices of sausage for himself. Replying to Choi's question, Sartre said "We wait." A thunderstorm began to overtake the night sky.

Choi’s phone signaled. When checked it would have a text message from Moon. She had been working underground with David, and just now had received his message sent over 5 plus hours ago when her cellphone regained signal.

[Which book are you referring to?]

Choi picked up a slice of Hawaiian pizza. Most people didn’t consider pineapple on pizza a good thing. What could he say? He liked fruit.

The thunder placed an eerie feeling upon this mansion. Strange things happened once they started investigating in this place.

“Kind of the night to watch Dawn of the Dead,” Yeong stated, with a grin on his face. He had a secret. Soon, he would see what the Little Hacker could find out for him.

Choi checked his phone. He replied back to Eun-Ji: The one you took from the mansion. From the attic. The Bible.

Seeing that there was a lot of pizza left, Agent Powers helped himself to one of each slice. Then he said, "So I eat too much, but I burn a lot of calories using my super strength." He didn't want to give away too much info but knew they could already figure out he was very strong. Then he asked, "So did we learn anything and do we know what we are doing next?”

Sung walked to where Mr. Duane was up stairs in the attic while the others ate pizza. Sung did not kike pizza much but it was food. He put his plate of pizza down nearby then stood and drew his sword. He started to move his sword saying some words. Translucent glitter was falling from the blade as he moved the sword. The glitter burst into little flames as they fell and flickered out. I see it was a dark force though Sung. Sheathing his sword, Sung walked back down stairs to the others.

Eun-Ji paused to think as she helped David load gear back into the false Amazon van. She didn’t remember taking a book from the mansion, then it dawned on her that Sung gave her a Bible he took from the mansion. She had gotten the pages digitally scanned and saved to her laptop, as well as loaded into the Dragon server. There was no need, as far as she could tell, to continue to hold onto the hardcopy.

Eun-Ji climbed into the passenger seat of the van and waited for David. He was meeting with the next shift of Dragon operatives sent to continue the work down in the catacombs. While she waited she texted back.

[Why do you need it?]

Sung walked back to the others eating pizza "I found something in the attic left by the magic of a dark force. A force that could only be described as crawling chaos. I do not know much about this or what they used to make Mr. Duane disappear." explained Sung. "But all of this is very strange," added Sung as he took a bite of pizza.

"Alyssa, can you do occult research on "crawling chaos?" asked Sartre. In a few hours it would be late evening. The storm outside increased As if it were a whirling vortex. The lights flickered throughout the manor.

Alyssa looked up as the lights flickered. "I can as long as the power holds out. Unfortunately, I left my backup power sources in the van."

It was certainly too noisy in the sunroom, where they currently were to work in there. She finished one slice of pizza and her soda, and got up. "I'll be in the living room."

The hacker did make a stop to get a can of Coke before moving into the living and setting her laptop back up.