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// Log 4039: THEY KNEW?! 
// Story: Lab Horse 
// by TheMajorTechie 
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	Okay, lemme just leave this thing on auto for the time being. I don't feel like typing today.


Auto-Logging: Enabled



Migrating current log to A/V log...



Initializing neural link...




Wait... NEURAL LINK??? Why didn't you tell me that you were able to LINK YOUR MIND TO YOUR TABLET?!

Oh, that? I came up with it not too long ago. I've been learning quite a few new abilities based off of what I've seen from the show I supposedly came from. Win some, lose some, right?

I... guess so. But how does it work?

I'm honestly not sure, but I do know that it kinda feels like letting down a mental wall, followed by this tingling buzzing sensation.

Lemme guess, "magic"?

Pretty much. I don't have any explanation for how I can mentally link with my tablet from fifty feet away either.




Ready.




And how are you reading my tablet's internal logs, anyways? And why are they showing up on the normal logs?

I kinda messed with your tablet after your freakout. Sorry.

It's fine, at least I know what's going on now.

Actually, if I remember correctly, it was a function that was accidentally enabled when that kid was mashing the tablet.

Yeah, those logs started showing up around the time when that happened.



I continued conversing with Ranell for a good ten or so minutes as I unpacked my stuff and moved back in. Apparently, Hagen had never come around to clean up my old room yet in the time I was gone, so everything was still just as it was.

"Gadget?" I heard the professor call from another room while I moved some boxes, "Delmar sent you a message, could you pull it up on your tablet and read it?"


New message from: Professor D.


Well, it would've been nice if that came up before Hagen told me.


Retrieving message...


Dang. This is getting annoying already. Especially since it's happening in my head.


Message received. Opening message.




          Gadget, I was informed just a couple of hours ago that you have finally discovered your origins. That being said, I must say, it certainly took you quite some time. When I first found you wandering the street, (not in a dirty blanket on a field, as the others say), I immediately recognized the telltale physical makeup of a character from an old show I knew of from many years ago. At the time, it had garnered a massive following, and even to my own surprise in my days as a student in university, many such fans were not only children and preteens, but fully-fledged adults.

In other words, I already knew who you were from the start. The "show universe" that you have wished to return to for the past couple of days has grown old. I'm not even sure if it is capable of existing anymore without new episodes being released. After all, it was quite a long time ago when it had ended.

I have my doubts on your capability to return, but I still wish you luck in your findings. If I could be of any assistance, just tell me.

-Prof. Delmar



Oh.

Wait... HE KNEW?! WHAT?!


Log automatically terminated. Reason: user has dropped neural connection with the device.








Well then. If I ever am able to communicate neuralpathically with an electronic device, remind me to not freak out. Okay, Gadget?

Yeah, yeah.