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1、V0.7 Got the story critiqued by several writing groups I belonged to. I cant find the critiques, so I cant date them, but it was generally considered a good story but with no marketability because of the ideas in the story （I have been yelled at by a lot of people about this story）V1.0 The Great Exp

2、eriment. I decided to offer this story for free to see how many people would read it. I compiled it into a .exe format that doesnt allow copying or printing and put it up on the web. It had pictures at certain points of the story.V1.5 Removed the pictures （made the version too bit）, and put it up ag

3、ain, added some previews of other works I had written.V.2.0 Found out angelfire had cut off downloading of the ebook because it might spread viruses. So I compiled 4 new versions （which I had been considering for a while, but hadnt gotten to it）. This was September 26, 2004V.2.01 remembered I forgot

4、 my e-mail address, so added it and also included the version history you just read. This is on September 27, 2004 =This story is solely intended for public use and may only be used for non-profit purposes. It cannot be reproduced, retransmitted, or re-written in any other form except by the notice

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7、/criminal will be punished to the full extent of the law. This means that you may put this story on your web site if you1） Send me an email asking for my permission at Samuel_Plahetka2） Once my permission is granted you give credit to the author （me）, and DO NOT ALTER this walkthrough in any form.Wi

8、th that said, I pretty much let anyone do whatever they want, I just like being informed about places where it is （and reviews and so forth） for both my own personal reasons and so I can use a quote or two when trying to get various writing assignments.=Do any of you want to read more by me? I have

9、a few other stories sitting around which I have decided to not publish. If you want more, e-mail me and tell me so at Samuel_PlahetkaAs of September 26, 2004, I am working on a serial novel. I dont want to give too many details out right now, but I do want to say check in frequently at my website fo

10、r more information.Blue smoke swirled in the air, the bitter-sweet smell of coffee danced with chocolate. Once, long ago, this was the essence of heaven. Now, it is the stench of hell, a hell of eternal boredom. I knew this, and longed for escape, to be free of my coffee mad world. Long ago, people

11、from Seattle had drunk all the coffee. Coffee was now scarce, almost as scarce as vacation time, but I took all of mine, just to be free of guarding that coffee warehouse. But, somehow, despite myself, I ended up in a coffee bar, ordering an in-house mocha blend. As I waited, I watched the people th

12、at were drinking coffee. At the tables, there were quite a few young collage students drinking to stay awake, or so I guessed. Sitting on the floor were the addicts. Most had hair in colors rarely or never found in nature and lots of piercing. There was a loud group of middle aged people to one side

13、, discussing something or another. And, there was a lone women, looking over a large book laid flat on her table. Maybe it was the color of her hair, or her eyes, or the way she chewed her pencil, but I had to talk to her. May I take this seat?Sure, she said, without even looking up from her book. H

14、er hair was pulled back from her eyes. I sat down next to her. She was completely absorbed by that book.So, what are you doing? She looked up at me, with a hint of confusion in her eyes, Where did you come from? My mother, I thought and smiled. You said I could sit here.Oh, she said. Her eyes were w

15、atching some far away time, as if she was thinking. She waved her hand, as if to brush it aside. Well, then, Im studying this map. Looking down at the map, I saw she had traced a path across it. Excuse me, but if you went this way, I said as I traced a line across the map, You would avoid this mount

16、ain top. She watched me for what seemed a long time, her eyes locked with mine. Are you as good in the wilderness as you are on paper? I blushed in spite of myself. I knew she hadnt meant it like that. I would like to think so.I need someone to come with me, someone who is strong and can keep going

17、for long periods of time with little rest. Think you can handle it? she asked while her mouth moved into a seductive smile.What are you going to be doing?Im looking for an ancient village that is hidden somewhere in this valley, her finger pointed to a valley on the map.Does it have anything to do w

18、ith coffee or chocolate?NoThen I accept. I left that night without even a name, but she had everything; name, address, and telephone number. The sun shone in brightly. I could see its brightness through my eyelids. The doorbell rang.Just a second, Im coming, I yelled as I jumped up and put on my clo

19、thes. I glanced at the clock before I left the room, which read 7:30. I got to my door and looked out the peephole. The girl from last night was outside.Well, are you ready? she asked as I opened the door.No, I just got up, You said wed be leaving late, its 7:30, I said as I tried to rub the sleep f

20、rom my eyes.This is late, if I was going by myself, I wouldve left hours ago. I sighed as she said this and spent the next half-hour getting ready. As we left, I couldnt help but feel I would never see my home again. It was midday. The sun barely reached in under the canopy of leaves in the forest w

21、e were traveling through. For nearly half a day there had been nothing but silence between us. She was mad about this morning, I knew it. I had spoiled my chances with her and there was no way to go back. I was afraid of what her first words would be; so I dared not speak at all, least she say somet

22、hing I would regret. The silence though, it was unbearable. My ears rang for need to hear something.So, what are we looking for? I asked. She turned and stared at me. I felt myself back into my shirt.I was wondering if youd keep silent the entire trip, She said. I sighed in relief and then felt myse

23、lf blushing.I thought you were mad at me, I said. Me, mad at you? Why would you say that? She asked.Just a feeling. I paused, suddenly embarrassed. So, what are we looking for, I said. She watched me for a few seconds.Were looking for a band of lesbians which live in the ancient caves here, Im selli

24、ng you into slavery, she said. I felt beads of sweat roll down my face. Just kidding. There are remains of an ancient civilization out here. Just to illustrate how old this one is, coffee was discovered four thousand years ago, this cave we are looking for is ten thousand years old. My mind could ha

25、rdly comprehend it, something that was older than coffee. A dark cloud covered the sky. I watched it as it blotted out the sun. The leaves above me rustled, small raindrops falling between them. Come on, we have to hurry. Theres a cave on the other side of these trees, She said as she took my hand a

26、nd started to run. We ran through the trees in a mad dash to a cave on the other side. The rain poured down on us, soaking us through. We ran right into the cave. I think the rain wont get us here, She said. I looked around; the cave was made of bricks mortared into place. I felt a tingling on my head, and the world went black. Looking around, I saw I was in a straw lined cell. There were bars blocking my way out