SYSTEM MALFUNCTION

JANA HEARD a whistle overhead. She ducked in response to the dangerous sound. There came a sudden gust of hot, scorching wind from a flying object. "Watch out!"

Denise' blinding smile welcomed Jana. "I thought you'd never get out. Do you like it?"

Jana's eyes bulged.

The centre is an advanced setting with different themes at every corner. Standing at the middle of everything is a series of mirrors, even hundreds of them. Small planes, the size of her head, keep roaming the wind.

"I know you're confused but... from now on, you will be using your own appearance at every instances in the future. Your profile would be constructed by the system but your face, your name and your age, would remain constant thereof."

That's how Jana recognized Denise from her entrance in the second mission.

"How..." Jana swallowed the shock in her chest and asked, "Where am I going to stay now?"

Denise stared at her in response. Jana reached her shoulders to shake it. "Where do I—"

She then hea