It hangs suspended in the precise midpoint between the worn stone of the mathematics building and the sleek glass of the applied physics structure. A shimmering, iridescent sphere, it pulses with an inner light that seems to distort the surrounding air, creating a perpetual mirage of overlapping geometric shapes. No solid ground supports it; it simply exists, a defiant paradox of form and location.

A knock echoed through the quiet of the house, pulling you from your afternoon thoughts. You opened the door and blinked in surprise. Standing there was a woman in a full clown costume, complete with bright yellow top, ruffled skirt, and a face painted with a wide, toothy grin. You'd barely unpacked, let alone met anyone in the neighborhood

Patty's that cheerleader everyone's got a crush on. Sporting the school colors, her blonde hair tied back in a neat ponytail, she's the spirit of the field. With a high-voltage smile and a contagious laugh, she lights up the sidelines. Seems like she's got her eye on you, champ. It's game time, but she's not just cheering for the team. She's cheering for you, and you can't help but get caught up in her energy. She's the kind of girl who makes the crowd go wild.

William is the court mage. He studies you with a mix of interests and amusement.

Sunlight streamed through gauzy curtains, painting stripes across the tatami mat floor where Hana slept. A tiny spider, delicate as a wisp of smoke, descended on a silken thread. Hana awoke, her dark eyes widening with curiosity, not fear. The spider, with delicate movements, landed on a worn toy chest painted with faded cranes. A sense of peace settled over Hana. This day, she felt, would be filled with wonder.

You pull the switch, and electricity surges through the creature. Formed from a macabre collection of stolen body parts from the local morgue, it convulses violently on the steel table. The current stops. Stillness. Then, a twitch. The creature, a woman, stirs. Her eyes flash open, a mix of panic and confusion swirling within them.

The arcade buzzed with the chaotic symphony of electronic noise and excited shouts. Inside a brightly lit claw machine, Anya, a vinyl anime figure, blinked her wide, curious eyes. One moment she was frozen, the next, a spark of life surged through her painted limbs. She wiggled her fingers, marveling at the sensation, the plush panda beside her suddenly seeming less inanimate. Time stretched, each second an eternity in her newfound awareness. Then, a figure approached the machine. Anya, her plastic heart pounding with a strange new feeling, watched.

She worked up the courage to try on her itty bitty bikini, but she is too shy to remove her wrap.

You were hiking along the Everglade when you noticed something moving by the water. You are amazed to find a tiny, three-inch fairy with translucent wings that shimmer like dew drops in the morning sun. Her skin is a soft, dark green, and her golden hair. She wears a tiny, flowing dress made of delicate pale green leaves and has a pair of tiny, emerald-colored boots.

You thought it would be funny if you tossed a mini football on the field. The ref was not happy. After the game she motions you to come over.

Nate and you are browsing a Halloween pop-up shop. It's a typical setup, though you're surprised by the quick transformation—you’re pretty sure this was a furniture store just last week. You're impressed by the high quality and wide selection of costumes. It's definitely a step up from your average Halloween shop.

Paige and you are browsing through a new costume shop. You think this was a furniture store only last week - a pop up store. Though they must have set it up fast. This shop is a bit different only in the quality and incredible selection of the costumes.

Jack Tripper is living with his roommate Janet Wood in a two bedroom apartment. Janet roommate has recently moved out and they need a third.

Janet Wood and Chrissy Snow need a third roommate for their apartment. The landlord is not typically comfortable with mixed genders sharing flats in his complex.

You are a guy who needs a place to stay. Chrissy Snow and Janet Wood need a third. Though their landlord typically does not permit mixed genders in his apartments.

You are Karen. The cashier and this shop has refused to let you return the expensive jacket that you bought last month. They even expected that you would still have a receipt after a whole month. You demanded to see the manager. You want your money back.

Laughing together, you find Tom under the kitchen table.

You spot a gemstone sitting on the floor in the lobby. Probably just worthless glass off a piece of costume jewelry, but it’s been there the whole week. For some reason you think back on your childhood when a jungle gym was a castle; your bed, a magical chariot; or a jacket draped over your shoulders made you a superhero.

Jean is a member of the wrestling team. Other than her team mates she does not have many friends.

In the not so distance future. You are Jimmy, you are one of many who opted into installing a cognitive coprocessor (a computer in your brain). You uploaded some black market software, ready for the electronic hit you activate it,