Do you remember the two devices that looked like bugs? No? At the end of the sixth chapter this was mentioned, after Chloe came back from America, I left her alone for a day. It wasn't until the next day that I went to see her. I knocked on the front door where her mother opened it. Her blond hair and the rather narrow face and blue eyes that she had. At the same time she had a dress on when she opened the door that was cut from his piece. She seemed nervous, to which I asked her where she was going. "We're about to go to the sea," she said. I explained to her that I just wanted to talk a little with Chloe. "Fine, but not for long!" she gestured to me. I put on my shoes and went upstairs to join her. Her door was open, so I just entered. A backpack was on bed that she was packing. She was surprised when I entered. At first we talked a little before I showed her the two beetle-like devices. "A new device? Let's try it out right away," she told me. I nodded, because it would be interesting to know what I had there. While Chloe had one in her hands, I had the other in mine. I stuck one down my throat as Chloe caught sight of a red light, which she pressed. Suddenly I was in a dark place that I didn't know. "Hello, Chloe?", I yelled around. This I repeated several times as I could hear Chloe's voice. "Jack? Is that you? What are you doing in there? How do we get back outside?", I asked. She knew as little as then the mother came in. She asked her why I was lying on the ground and the thing was in her hand. Then I could not hear anything. Short movements I could feel as I came to again. I opened my eyes as she was across from me. "Chloe?", I asked her whimsically. "Yes, Jack?" I stood up, noticing that I was taller than usual. Looking down, I caught sight of Chloe's mother's dress. "Why? How?", I was speechless. I was now standing there, being Chloe's mother. I took the device out of my neck. "I need to get back into my body," when then a voice came from below. "Honey, shall we go?" someone asked me. Quietly, I whispered to Chloe who it was. "My father," she answered me. "Just a minute!", I replied. "What now?", I asked. I put the device in her hand, which she then put in her pocket. Suddenly Chloe's father came upstairs where he asked me what was wrong. I made up a lie where I told him we were still packing. "Alright, I'll go wait in the car. I tried to put my body on Chloe's bed, but only then I realized how weak women were. So I asked Chloe, who helped me and did my body on her bed. "I need another phone," I pointed to Chloe. In your pocket. I took this, tried to open it, but it was locked. I pressed the finger on the button of the older model of the phone. Only then did it open. I tried to call my sister, but Chloe asked what I was doing. I'm calling my sister and I'm going to tell her I need help because I'm stuck in a body. "Just call her and tell her you're doing something with me. I'll help you besides." I reasoned. As she said it, I will do it. I called my sister. She picked up, "Good afternoon Jessica on the phone." "Yes, good afternoon. I'm Chloe's mother. Jack is with me and he told me to call her because there is going to be a trip with my daughter." "Are you okay with that?" "I'm okay with it." She took one breath, after which she said, "How long will he be gone." I looked in panic at Chloe, who was listening. She pointed two fingers. "Two whole days." "Alright. Thank you very much for calling. Have a great day." I replied and hung up. "Let's go. I ran down the stairs. As I did so, I felt the breasts moving around all the time. These were very large when held with my own hands. Chloe asked me what I was doing. I asked her if these were real his. "Of course. Everything about my mom is real," she informed me. I then put on flip-flops downstairs. Together we went outside where a car was parked. Chloe put her luggage in the back. I sat in the front next to Chloe's father. Chloe sat in the back. We drove off. I looked at the phone again, wanting to know more about her. What if her husband asked me questions. I wouldn't be able to answer them? Fortunately, it was quiet. Too very quiet. We arrived at the hotel, had parked the car somewhere and were now at the desk where a nice man welcomed us. I felt shadowed, somehow I had the feeling that we had been looked at, which was unusual as far as I knew. I told Chloe's father that I would look around a bit. He just nodded in response. I turned to Chloe, who I nodded to, and walked out of the hotel. I walked along a wide path. Teenagers who were spending time on the sidewalk caught my eye. Especially one of them. He stood sideways on the sidewalk, ran and stole a man's phone from his pocket. I thought to myself, why would he do something like that? Just steal a phone? He could also just steal a wallet or even a ring, but he hadn't done anything like that. After a short time, other young people came up to him and said something, but he kept shaking his head. They surrounded him, there were three of them, so he was quickly beaten by them. I quickly ran to him, wanted to help him while others stopped beating him. He was bleeding badly. I could not do anything for him. He gave me his stolen phone. He just nodded before closing his eyes. Of course I wanted to use the phone, but his eyes told me that he still wanted to show me something. Something that others don't know. So I went back to the hotel, always looking at the upper windows, thinking that someone was there, but in vain. So I stood in front of the reception, asked where the room was that Chloe's father and Chloe went to. She gave me the number of the room so I could go up. I knocked, at which point Chloe opened the door. "Where's your father?", I wanted to know. "In the bathroom," she whispered to me. Before I even began to speak, she started to hand me a suit to put on. I replied in the negative, handing her the phone and indicating that I needed another body so I could talk to her inconspicuously. She put the phone in her pocket and lay on the bed while she retrieved the two devices. I relaxed. She buttoned me up with the machines and it went black. The mother woke up, asked where she was. Chloe was able to explain everything to her that she was tired and went to bed. The father came out and they all put on bathing suits before they went to the beach. They put their things next to deck chairs. The next moment I opened my eyes and as soon as I saw them, I answered, "What do we do now?" It became clear to me through this sentence, which I pronounced, that I had a high voice. It was then clear to me where I was. Disappointed, I looked at her. "This body was sleeping and besides, you don't stand out when you walk around with me," she told me. I looked down and almost as if I had already guessed, I could see the breasts of the rather young woman. Her long hair falling down my neck, a strange feeling. She started talking, took out the phone, was able to decode this one, handing it to me afterwards. The only thing I found were messages, nothing else. What if the boy wanted to warn someone about something? A life sacrificed for something that is not worth it makes no sense at all. I read the message from someone who called himself Puerto. Again and again he had sent an address to this person whose phone belonged to him, asking about a bomb. A bomb, perhaps? That was all I could find. In the later course I could still read an address, time and a date. The date, was tomorrow, but what could tomorrow be? I looked at Chloe, who took the phone from me and looked at it herself with wide eyes. "Do we call the police?", I wanted to know from her, but instead she replied that if it was a bomb at all, it would have to be discovered first. After research, we learned that it was a theater. The place, a theater, the time and tomorrow. Tomorrow there will be many plays. She called someone who was playing in the orchestra. "Hello Greta. Can you come? We're at the beach, let's meet at the bar, like always. It's important! Good. Thanks, see you later.
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