“I can’t believe it, Casey! We have to fight against them to the death!” Everett told me.
“I know… and they should be here any second…” I worryingly said.
“You are now connected to Zeki Kartal and Jihan Binici. Fight begins in 10… 9… 8… 7…” the screen said.
“Those sound like Turkish names…” I started.
“Which could only mean that the people who took over QuantumInternet and spread it to Singapore were Turkish hijackers!” Everett bolted.
“I doubt it.” I said.
“6… 5… 4…” the screen continued.
“I know a strategy! We could griddy to the screen!” I said.
“But Casey, the griddy is dead, and it’s been dead since 30 years ago. They probably have protection against the griddy.” Everett disagreed.
“Exactly. We can just keep griddying until there IS no protection.” I said.
“3… 2… 1… GO!” the screen yelled.
Everett and I were griddying. As hard as we could. Zeki Kartal and Jihan Binici, the 2 owners of QuantumInternet, had absolutely no idea what we were doing.
“When are we gonna stop? This is taking FOREVER.” Everett complained.
“Well, it seems like they’re dead of confusion.” I said, “We could probably stop now.”
“Yes! Finally, the world is at peace! YA-“ Everett happily bolted.
“QuantumInternet isn’t dead itself. Only the owners are.” I said.
“Oh.” Everett disappointedly said.
“And it looks like QuantumInternet is more powerful than ever.” I said.
