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Rated: E · Short Story · Teen · #610615
Now to find a way out of this mess and return home.
         "Tad! See - you already have a cold started. You need to get more sleep." His mother leaned on the bed and the springs bumped my head.

         Finally, I heard her steps go out the door and I heaved a sigh of relief.

         Back at the computer only moments later, we searched the site for some 'help' feature. I was beginning to feel more nervous. We were all depending on Fred now.

         "Come on ,Fred," I whispered. "There must be some way to undo this mess."

         Both Fred and Susan turned to stare at me.

         "There's no undo function, silly." Susan looked at me in exasperation. "The thing to do is to get someone in your room back home to click on the undue function on YOUR computer."

         "Only thing is you are here," said Fred.

         Suddenly, I could feel the wheels moving in side my skull somewhere. The situation took a 90 degree turn. Excitement began to build up inside of me and I knew I had the answer.

         "Wait. I got it!" I could hardly contain myself. My feet felt like jumping all around the room and the words just couldn't come out properly.

         "Get me a phone, quick."

         "Are you crazy?" said Fred as he and Susan stared again at me.

         Tad had to sneak out of his room to get the cordless phone from the kitchen, but he succeeded and I was soon calling myself on the phone. I was just hoping that I would believe me. Sure didn't make sense no matter how I thought of it. But it had to work.

         While I waited for me to answer my call, I turned to Tad.

         "When we are gone, you need to wait 5 minutes and then when you see an 'undo' button, click on it and that should fix everything."


         "Hello?" That was my voice, alright.

         I didn't bother to explain who I was. Why would 'I' need to know. Man, this was getting complicated. "Just go to the computer and click on the undo button in the corner. Trust me."

         Me trust me. How could I do anything else. I started to giggle at the irony of it all.

         A wierd sensation nudged the back of my neck and I grabbed Fred and Susan by the hand.
My eyes went foggy and I knew I was right.

         "Don't forget the undo button," I shouted as the room began to disappear. I no longer cared if Tad's mother woke up. We were going home.

         My own room never looked better. Both Fred and Susan were again staring at me speechless. Well, not exactly.

         "So what happened?" asked Fred. "How did we get back? What did you do?"

         "I just realized that somehow the computer had duplicated us and put us somewhere else. All I had to do was to get me in my room to undo the 'visit' and we could return. If Tad now hits the undo button at his end the kidnapped boy will return home too."

         "Well, I hope that Tad hits the undo button at his end," said Susan.

         We all turned toward the monitor. Just in time to see the link to Tad's room blur and disappear.
THE END
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