Hi, I haven't writing it yet. ​I see a lot of views but not many likes, I am wondering if the story is worse continuing. Maybe it is too long. Part 4 is actually half way the story.

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This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents either are the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living, dead, or living dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. Read next part here. Previously on TBS IV – Ruckus in Berlin Brest, France – End of week 1 - July 1999 “What?” asks Vik desperately. “What’s wrong? Tell us, don’t let me sweat longer!” he begs. “Fabelhaft!” Leonie gloats, “Berlin… , the notebook is hidden in Berlin!” she adds joyfully. “No way!” shouts Kilian shocked. He leans over the girl’s shoulders to check the letter as if he could read and understand German. “The secret place is located in the library of Humboldt University of Physics of Berlin, to be precise.” she reveals further. “This makes sense,” Nik says to Vik. “Your father was a physicist and he graduated from this University. He was familiar with the place, and if he was under surveillance, sighting him over there would not be suspicious.” he concludes. “This is a very good news. Libraries are open to the public, and it’ll be a piece of cake to retrieve your father’s legacy,” announces a self-assured Kilian. “In our touristic visit to Berlin, we will add an educational stop. Teachers always suggest that we should keep our brain busy during summer, well for the first time in ages we can tick that from the to-do list,” he jokes. Following the revelation each teenager proposes his own plan on the future trip, even thinking about skipping the Paris tour. While their minds are focused on the quest’s next step, they are entirely oblivious to the potential danger associated with their projects. The group carries on discussing and deliberating agitatedly till late in the night to the point that they almost start to fall asleep in the cramped room. The teenagers wake up when the sun is already set high in the blue sky. After a quick but delicious French breakfast they head to the beach. Even though they decided to stay grouped to face together any potential trouble, they nevertheless find themselves spreading out over the beach. Nik is wandering near the rocky cliff to photograph the local seashore wildlife with the help of Kilian showing him all the best spots. Leonie and Cardinal, resting on the towels in the middle of the beach, are talking together. And Vik, barefoot, is soaking his toes in the cold sea water, introspecting his dark thoughts fixing the empty horizon. Soon he is joined by Cardinal. “Hey! Are you alright?” she asks softly. He keeps gazing into the distance. Finally, he looks at her acknowledging her presence and replies in undertone, “I’m fine, … I guess.” He quickly adds with effort, “Thanks for yesterday,… I’m sorry I didn’t do it before.” Finally, he resumes his staring at the sea. “Don’t mention it. It was izi, he was such a noob,” she blushes, then asks, “Are you thinking about your father?” and quickly adds, “Don’t reply if you don’t want to talk about him…” “No, it’s ok. I’m glad to be able to discuss it with someone. I feel safe when you are around,” he reassures her. She beams. “It feels weird. I am glad to learn new facts about him, as Mum never talks about him and I am too shy to ask,” he says with a sad voice, and he shares, “I also feel a deep void inside me, like I’m incomplete, … like I’m missing an important part of me. A part that stayed when I left Russia, and whatever I do, it doesn’t fill up.” She reaches to him and puts reassuring hands around his shoulders. “I can’t pretend to understand what you feel, but it looks as you are slowing yourself by focusing on the past. Would you, … should you not project yourself in the future instead?” she asks attempting to stir him away from his tormenting thoughts, before firmly advising and gently nudging, “Vik, be strong. Stop being sorry for yourself.” “Maybe you are right, … maybe I should stop worrying if things were different, … if, …” he does not have the opportunity to finish as she interrupts him by giving a quick kiss on the cheek, then she dashes to the opposite direction and shouts, “The last one to reach the rocks is a mult!” “Hun?” he lets out, stormed with confused feelings. “Hey, wait, that’s not fair you had a head start!” he replies vindictively, retaking control of himself. “Haha, I am a weak girl, remember,” she launches a brazen repartee. “Beside that would be totally fair if you were a gentleman,” she teases him. He ripostes with a tit for tat cue, “YOU no weak girl. YOU Russian killing cyborg,” and then he races after her accepting the challenge, and gladly leaving behind his stuttering melancholy for the relentless waves to wash away. The afternoon is well advanced when they start packing for the next vacation destination: Leonie’s house in Berlin. They plan to take the train which is a cheap transportation, but a rather slow one, with a connection in Paris, where they will stop for a day. While others prep on their own, Vik looks under his mattress where his father’s letters are concealed since he went to bed. “That’s strange,” he notes to himself. “The letters are folded the wrong way. I’m pretty sure I arranged them differently. But nobody was here today, and the house was closed. Maybe mum found them? However, she asked nothing about it,” he ponders further. “I might be mistaken as I was really weary from yesterday’s events.” He settles with this conclusion and resumes the packing. “Next on the list, ha yes, my passport. I need my passports.” Vik is now talking to himself out loud carrying on with the inventory list. Once finished, he leaves his room to help the others. Berlin, Germany – Week 2 Eventually, they arrive in Berlin. Paris’ tour was long and boring, especially when you are in an exciting quest, eating, sleeping, seating, sightseeing seem a burden loaded with waste of time. Even the height of the Eiffel Tower, the sight of the busy Champs-Elysées or the shopping at “Le Bon Marché Rive Gauche” did not felt as exciting as the time when they organized the trip. The only interesting part of the travel was the encounter with a young Dutch traveller, who was heading to Italy and then Croatia where she would meet with a friend, but even this was just delaying the inevitable. At Leoni’s place they straight away start to play games together. After dinner, they decide on the final plan for the visit of the German capital. The group will not go directly to the library, instead they will act like normal tourists and wander around the city about the main touristic venues. But they will not be idle; they will attentively check if they are followed before heading for the main target. Leonie suggested that, in case they are followed, they should try to lose the followers in one of the shopping malls. The key part of her master plan is to activate the fire alarm so the five of them can disappear within the crowd during the ensuing chaos. Kilian objects to that “crazy plan of her” and orders her not to try that, or perhaps under a clear and present danger. He has no urge to visit the local police cells’. The morning of the next day, the group begins the visit with the historical Oberbaum Bridge which is the closest to Leoni’s house. Next, they head to the remains of the Berlin Wall, which fell during 1991 unrest, situated in the Memorial Park. The vestige is about 30 minutes from the library, the real goal of the day. At the following stop, “Checkpoint Charly”, they are convinced that they are not followed, and they feel safe to amble to the library. Once there, they unexpectedly meet a contingent of police officers surrounding the closed building! Leonie sets off to investigate further and addresses in German, with her largest innocent smile, one of the young policemen on guard. As she lets a loud shocking swear at the officer’s answer, her friends begin to worry. Furthermore, as the conversation lingers, her face appears even more concerned. But finally, against all expectations, her mood changes to a happy tone and they could even witness her ginning. After a last question from the teenager, the policeman indicates a direction with his hand. She thanks him and reunites with the perplexed Cimarron team. “I have a bad news and a good news. Which one would you hear first?” Leonie asks, playfully smirking. “The bad one. Always the bad one first,” Kilian suggests at once. “Ok, bad news it is. The building is closed today due to an ongoing investigation after a break in that occurred last night in the library.” Vik looks decomposed as he hears the announcement, while Kilian speaks quickly and out of control “Wait what the- Shaft! Someone must have heard about Kurt’s letters! Who and how?”. His monolog lingers, “We are doomed! We are too late, the notebook could have been stolen tonight. I wish I never asked for the bad news first...” “I think it is time for a coup when our supreme leader loses his marbles,” Leonie interrupts him, smirks and then resumes the report. “The good news is that we are not at the right library.” she exults. All stare at her in stupor with wide open eyes. “I knew it,” says a barefaced, lying Kilian. “Really? That’s a relief. Vik there is still hope,” Cardinal reacts and smiles at Vik, and then asks Leonie “Where is the right library then?” Leonie continues to share what she learnt, “The policeman told me that part of the University library has moved here inside this new building just a couple of years ago. The bulk of it is still sited at the university, a few blocks away from here,” she points to the direction behind them. “Unfortunately, it is under refurbishment and not accessible to the public.” “You noob, that’s not a good news and a bad news, but two bad news indeed!” Kilian lets out. “Yo! You mult leader, wanna 1v1?!” she defies him. “I will win ezZzZzZ, kiddo.” He snaps back. “Try me! I’ll rekt you, fake leader but real hairy teen monkey!” “Stop you guys, it is not the time for this,” requests Nik stepping between them. A voice from behind suggests, “Not necessary a bad news.” It is Cardinal. “If it is closed, then it’ll be easier for us to search the place without being disturbed. We only need to find a way to sneak in, and it should be easy with a team like us. Strategy is what we are good at. Innit?” she explains convincingly. “Of course, a big diversion nearby the entrance would allow a small group to sneak in the base, snitch the flag and quickly escape, that’s all we need to do,” Vik confirms. They finally depart to the main library while preparing the action plan and assigning the roles between them: the team creating the diversion and the team getting inside unseen. After a few minutes walking Kilian whispers to the group: “Hu-ho, I spy with my little eye something, the name of which begins with ‘M’.” “A macaron? I love macaron! And it is nearly lunch time,” Leonie says, holding her stomach and looking around in the hope of finding an open bakery. “Verdammt! It is not Paris here, I’d settle for a Berliner Pfannkuchen, equally delicious.” “Cold,” Kilian answers. “A Merchant?”, “Cold!”, “Motorbike?”, “Mega cold?”, “a Man?”, “Warm!”, Leonie and Kilian jousting to and fro. “Someone following us?” Vik asks suddenly, all his senses in alert realising what his friend meant with this game. “Warmer – you all are bad at this game.” He states, explaining more: “The right word is Mult. Observe the dude with the black hooded jumper and the black baseball cap leaning by the lamppost behind us. He has been following us since we left the library.” “It’s not a man, but a woman,” Leonie corrects him, and she elaborates further, “Because she wears pretty girly trainers and sexy skinny jeans. You should go shopping with me, so I can teach you girl’s good-looking basic outfit.” “Ewww! Thank you, but no thank you. I got better things to do with my life,” he replies with a “talk to the hand” stance. Unexpectedly, Cardinal sprints in direction of the follower, who jolts at this sudden move, but the spy reacts quickly and flees in the opposite way. Nobody else from the group can respond to this sudden action and they are still arguing on what to do when she comes back after a minute or so. “блин! I lost her, … a girl definitely, smart and dam fast. She got scared and ran miles away, so we won’t see her soon,” she relates while taking her breath back. “True, let’s take this opportunity to get quickly to the library and execute the plan while we lose a tail.” Vik advises before Kilian can suggest something. The rest of the team agrees. Their plan is bold but effective if executed seamlessly. Leonie strolls by the guarded entrance of the University where a man, in his alcove, is checking the identity of entering students. Rapidly, a young man, with fair hair and stylish outfit, runs at her and tries to steal her bag. She fights back and calls piercingly for help and swearing at the same time, “Verpiss dich noob!”. The ruckus attracts the guard attention, who first was hesitating to intervene. But as the thief manages to snatch the bag, he steps out and reaches to the victim who is taking refuge in his arms and imploring him to do something about her lost possession. Meanwhile three teenagers clandestinely sneak behind him and enter the building heading for the library rooms. Inside the empty library they follow cautiously the instruction translated by Leonie. First, they locate the right room and then the bust sculpture of the university founder Wilhelm von Humboldt. Once they find it, the written instruction states “…behind the bookshelf from where Von Humboldt reflects about the world.” Vik and Kilian search the bookshelf facing the sculpture but find nothing. They extend the searching area to the nearby bookshelf. Still nothing to be found. “Damn, why!? Let’s read the instruction again. We must have missed something,” whispers Kilian, very close to a panic state. “What is reflecting? Hum, a mirror! Yes, find a mirror!” Vik tips. “But they are everywhere! It’s no use,” replies a defeated Kilian. “Here, I can see a mural mappemonde. Ha! There are two Von Humboldt founders, and the other one is Alexander, a geographer. We thought about the wrong one! Search for Alexander’s bust,” suggests Cardinal. “Over there, look, it faces this bookshelf containing history books,” Cardinal calls. Facing the furniture, Vik slips his hand under the wooden furniture and reaches right to the back of it while whispering a wish, “It must be there. It has to be there. Please be there.” He twists his wrist and lets his fingers slide along the edge from left to right, through the dust layers and the forgotten spider webs. His hand feels something stuck, an object slightly thick with a rectangle shape. He grabs it and pulls hard, and finally extracts a packet made of a tattered brown paper. He rips off the wrapping and unveils a blue notebook with the world “Tokamak” written on it. They finally manage to recover his father’s life work… The document seems to be in the same state as if it was left here yesterday by Kurt. Vik quickly scans through it and discovers two old photographs, but also notices something rather peculiar: a page is missing! Epilogue The three friends exit the library with Kurt’s Blue Notebook and reunite with Leonie and Nik (the fake thief). Why is a page missing? What was on the page and who ripped it away? Who is the lady tailing the Cimarron team? Was she the one who broke in the wrong library too? Let’s find out in the next chapter. * * * Extra: Confidential Dossier The Goldilocks principle is the concept of "just the right amount". The name is derived from the children's story "Goldilocks and The Three Bears" in which a little girl named Goldilocks finds a house owned by three bears. In the story, Papa Bear, Momma_Bear and Baby Bear, have their own food, chair and beds preference. The little girl testes all three propositions of each items and choose the one that suits hers best: not the ones that are too extreme but the one that is "just right" for her. Goldilocks principle states that in a given sample, there may be entities belonging to extremes, but there will always be an entity belonging to the average. When the effects of the principle are observed, it is known as the Goldilocks effect. The Goldilocks conditions are a set of conditions required to get the desired effect. The concept is applied across many disciplines, particularly developmental psychology, biology, economics and engineering. Fort example in astrobiology, the Goldilocks zone refers to the habitable zone around a star, too far it will be deadly frozen, too close it will be scorching hot. Translation of foreign word Read Next part The Blue Sphere V - Omega Formula

TY, mon ami

I can't read it, the mistakes are to distracting (even for me) :ph34r:

Awsome, no more one unique Overdrive.

You already read chapter 4 :ph34r: - thanks for the proofreading. The mistakes found are because I made some change after you did it. ​5 is not started yet... hopefully this weekend "Good story" :wub: - Thanks. Some preferred the first chapter with Kurt and others the second with Vik.

The 's' yes that is one of my weaknesses. I hate possession thingy. :ph34r: Next chapter we are moving to Germany, how good is your German? :)

If I was a better writer I might have a go. I prefer to keep the mysterious end as it is. Interesting movie, nicely directed and good cast but it is still an American disaster movie. ​As for the title of the next chapter, it sounds great. :)

Good question, that would be interesting to see what people can come with. They would probably best to be competing in a separate category.

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents either are the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living, dead or re-spawned, or actual events is purely coincidental. Read next part here. Previously on TBS: III – CARDINAL Brest, France – June 1999 “Finally, the school’s exams are over!” thought Vik while enjoying the sweet taste of the summer holiday, with an early sunny breakfast composed of hot chocolate, baguettes' slices spread with salted butter (as they like it in this area of France) and strawberry jam. The teenager is too excited, he cannot sleep or stay in place, as his friends are arriving tomorrow for the first week of their planned holiday together. Four of Vik’s friends are due to arrive at his house: Killian, Leoni, Nik and Alex. The latter is a newbie which was recruited shortly after Tobias was kicked out for yet another burst of anger ending in a fight with the rest of the team. As Tobias left the team in bad term, he decided to decline the European trip with the Cimarron clan. Unfortunately, another member could not do the trip, Jaspal (BlackMamba), who lives in India. He had to stay home to help his father managing his business which is particularly busy during this time of the year. The reduction by two travelers is mitigated by a new addition to the group, Alex, a player recruited from the solo league tournament. He was thoroughly tested by the team members and proved to be a clever tactician in any close-combat situations, in both attack and defence position. With such a multi-purpose skilled player, enthusiastic and full of pep, Cimarron has recruited a key asset. However, solo fighters exhibit some struggle to work within a team and they require an adaptation period to express their full potential. In the middle of the morning, Vik’s dreary wait is disrupted by a peculiar call from a man with a strong accent. The caller introduces himself as a lawyer from a German Lawyer firm (Skele & Tor) based in Dusseldorf. The lawyer wishes to arrange a face to face encounter with him for a matter of great importance and requests utmost secrecy about this matter until they meet. The young boy agrees to meet the man in a public place downtown, in six days from now. This event increases his level of excitement for the rest of the day, but it is not enough to distract his thoughts from the imminence of his friends’ arrival. The next day, at long last, his friends start to arrive one after the other. Killian first. Obviously, living close by, and being the clan leader, he has to be here first. With his dark hair and his sturdy glasses, he looks more like a nerd than a leader, but don’t be fooled; his sense of organisation and leadership acumen is top notch, and none of his plan could go wrong, even the unexpected was planned. “Salut mec”, he greets his friend in French. ”Nobody arrived yet?”. “Salut bro! No, you are the first, as always”, Vik replies back. “Let’s wait for them. By the way, I have an idea about our visit in Berlin…” he suggests before getting inside the house. Sometime later Leoni arrives, entirely dressed up in pink, topped up with chestnut hair and a pair of glasses surrounding her dark hazelnut eyes. She is, all in all, a very girly type of person except for that little quirk of her: a bad habit of swearing. Beside this trait of character, she is very positive, full of verve with a magic halo that makes everybody feel comfortable in her presence. The German girl is the glue that holds together the Cimarron clan. “Good Morgen jungs!” she greets them in German with a sweet smile. “Hey Leonie!” they reply together, and offer back two friendly smiles. “Come in, we were discussing ideas for Berlin,” the leader adds, now speaking in English while inviting her inside the house. Afterwards, a bit later, comes Nik all the way from Moscow, Russia. Wearing the latest Russian fashion trend, he looks a bit out of place. He is a little older than the rest of the team and he is a kind of an artist. Beside his preferred online game, his main hobby is photography. “Privet!” He starts joyfully and before he could add anything else, the trio greets him with a warm soldier like voices and standing straight while saluting. “Privet, Comrade Nikolay”. “Okayyy, you noobs are as funny as mults waiting for a container drop!” he replies in English a bit taken aback by this surprise attack. But he quickly adds, “Next time you urgently require my support in battle, you can send me an instant invite and I will reply within... a fortnight.” “Noooo,” replies Leoni imploring. “We won’t be mean again, I promise,” she adds while staring at him with a pair of large and charming eyes. “Is Alex here yet?” Nik inquiries, “I’d love to meet with someone from my home country.” He smirks and adds maliciously “Two and half Russian players in the clan, I can only guess that you three are in love with Russia”. They all start to laugh at once and gather inside. With the exams period and the trip preparation, nobody had time to gather much information about Alex, apart from the little practical information shared in the player’s application. Everybody was excited to meet the final visitor: The Mysterious Alex. And especially Leoni who claimed, with a probability of hundred percent, that he is a handsome Russian boy with fair hair and deep blue eyes; she called dibs on him. Consequently, when the bell rings for the fourth time of the day, she is the first to jump off the sofa to open the door. A German grunted swearing follows: “Heilige kuh!” The sudden and loud commotion rouses the interest of the group of friends which rushes and flocks in the narrow lobby, where a stunning black-haired girl is standing up with a large backpack and a shy smile. “Alex, Cardinal … he is a she,” reveals Leoni with a wide open mouth. “Guter Himmel! Yesssss, another kickass girl in the team!” Leoni exclaims with a shrieking voice while tightly hugging Cardinal, who is fighting for breathing air in. Killian was the second to react, stepping in front of Vik. “Hello, and welcome to Brest. I am Killian your supreme leader, bow before me...” he starts before presenting the team “… and these are my obedient servants… ouch!” Leonie elbows him in the stomach and gives him a disapproving look. “Hm, sorry, I cannot come out with decent jokes today.” As he tries to save himself from embarrassment, and resumes the presentation, “Here is the rest of the Cimarron team: Nik, Vik and cough*crazy*cough Leonie.” As he finishes the sentence he decamps quickly to avoid another potential blow from the upset Leonie. She pounces and chases him towards the rear garden where a table is set up in the open for a delicious lunch prepared by Anna. “Privet Cardinal! Sorry, I have to try to defuse the situation between those two,” apologies Nik before letting both her and Vik on spot. They awkwardly glance at each other without speaking for a while until his mum breaks the silence inviting the girl in. As the Russian girl passes by Vik and she leaves a wake of eau de cologne that catches the young boy attention. “Her perfume smells nice,” thought the teenager, “something floral and aromatic, alike the scent of a Lily of the valley blossoms.” The sweet odour triggered a faint memory … a comforting memory from his long lost past in Russia. This was a promising start for a first day, not as eventful as you they would imagine, but it will not turn duller either and spending good time together is what they all expected from their summer holiday plan. A week later The five following days were filled up with console video games, sunbathing session at the beach and other teens activities in a well-deserved break. Everyone got along with each other, even the quiet Cardinal become integrated by the rest of the group. She demonstrated to be as skilled in real life as in the online game. She has beaten everybody at any physical activities; she masters swimming, diving, running, tennis … and football, to the dismay of Kilian. At twilight of the fifth day, Vik is secretly meeting with the lawyer he had contact with the previous week. They seat among the peaceful tourists at the crowded terrace of the brasserie “Le Magnolia” facing the beach and the scenery of the dying day. Straight away the man in suit presents himself with his business card and asks the boy for proof of identity. He seems satisfied with the German passport provided by the teenager. Then he outlines the purpose of the interview. “My assignment is simple; our firm was commissioned to deliver you with this package in person. The dispatch was paid for at our Berlin main office, and I can tell you that it was not easy to find you,” aprises the lawyer while presenting a brownish sealed package. “Why?” enquiries Vik. “We were supposed to deliver it to you on the day of your 18th birthday in Dusseldorf (Germany), however, you did not live there as expected. We only found your real location in France about a couple of months later, via the German embassy in Paris,” he answers before handing over the small pack. “What is in the parcel? Who sent it to me?”, asks a puzzled Vik. “I do not know, we do not interfere with the content of the parcel which we are entrusted with,” he replies, shocked by such an inconsiderate question. “However,” he continues on a positive tone, “I can tell you that the sender is a man called Kurt Wolfenstein and…” “My Father send me this!” He interrupts loudly with an ecstatic face. “Have you seen him? Please, tell me.” “I’m afraid not, the request was logged in March 1986, during the cold war, at our main office in Berlin located in the American controlled zone,” he clarifies. “Oh…” Vik is disappointed and frustrated. “Will I ever learn something about my father’s fate?” he interrogates himself before suddenly realising that maybe something important and worthwhile lies inside the package. He frantically rips open the package, but he is met with further dissatisfaction, only a couple of hand-written letters, all in German... “Shaft!” he swears. “My German is not that good, I’ll have to ask Leonie to translate for me,” he concludes to himself. With nothing else to discuss, the lawyer closes the meeting, and finally leaves the premises having accomplished his mission. Vik puts the papers in his backpack and departs with a lot more unanswered questions than prior to the meeting. The night has settled, and the town is now soak with a pitch black atmosphere, let alone a patchwork of dim street lights dotted by the lampposts. Absorbed by his thoughts and questioning himself about the possible content of his father’s letters, he walks home briskly unaware of the man following him since he left the brasserie. At the corner of a street, where the luminosity was fainter, the follower quickly jumps on Vik and vigorously seizes his backpack. The surprised teenager firmly clings on one shoulder strap, but after a moment of struggle he loses grip and lets go, falling backward on the sidewalk. The man runs away with his loot, but suddenly a sleek silhouette sprints past Vik in pursuit of the escaping thief. A second black shape with two large shining eyes, arrives to rescue the boy by offering her hand for a lift. “Leonie!” He gasps. The slender shadow of the chaser catches up and tackles the man, then manages to expertly overpower the attacker after a short fight on the sidewalk, and eventually retrieves the stolen backpack. Quickly the mysterious saviour comes back to reunite with the pair, and while handing him back, his possession urges them with an out of breath soft voice: “Leonie, Vik, we should go back to the house, the mult might come back with reinforcement!” “The scent, the voice… It is Cardinal! Her too! How?” the boy asks himself. In the distance, the defeated man stands up, and shouts a cryptic warning before disappearing in the remoteness of the town: “Viktor, beware the three Bears!” The trio is now safe and sound at home encountering no further problem on the way. Vik is still shaken and perplexed about the incident. The situation is getting too big for him alone now, it is time to share with the group to try to find out what is going on. Quickly the team gathers in his bedroom and he narrates to them what happened the past week: the call from the lawyer and the meeting, the package from his father, today’s attack and the intervention of the girls. Then he hands to Leonie the two letters which she examines before reading aloud the translated content to the impatient audience. She starts: Viktor, my son. What I’m about to tell you is not fairy tale. I’m under surveillance and fear for my own security, consequently I must act with caution and protect what I can, hence, this message and quest for you to accomplish. If you read this, I will not be here with you, sorry about that. I love you and hope that you and Anna are living safely in Western Europe. In my research at the institute, I theorised a discovery about applied plasma technology which is about production and control of enormous amount of energy from a controlled cold fusion nuclear reaction. This phenomenon is demonstrated by the Omega formula and is harnessed by 3 Goldilocks parameters governing the self-sustainability of the fusion reaction process within a globular device called the Blue Sphere. I collated and secured these details within the Blue Notebook that I have hidden in a safe place far from those who wish to misuse it. Be careful, hostile parties are also searching for it, and I could only identify one of them, Sergei Vonabalab, a rich industrial weapon maker. What I would like you to do is to continue what I have dreamed of and can no longer pursue: sharing knowledge of the unlimited plasma energy for the benefit of the whole Humanity. I have wrote down for you in the second letter, the instructions on how to retrieve the Blue Notebook. Please share the plasma technology theory details with the world, unless you feel that mankind is not ready for its power. In that regrettable case, hide the discovery as we bear the responsibility to protect humanity against itself. Good luck and be careful, my son… Happy 18th Birthday. Kurt L. Wolfenstein PS: I hope you still enjoy the storybook I gave you for your 5th birthday. Remember that fairy tales always relate to hidden messages, that only wise people can decipher either under the sunlight of a bright mind, or by the warmth of the flickering candle flame. Remember, this if you find yourself lost in the darkness and short of clues. Leonie pauses as she reaches the end of the written message and looks up to the bewildered audience. All the clan members were listening carefully and finding the content of the first letter unbelievable. However, Vik has just been attacked by an unidentified foe willing to use brute force to get to Kurt’s papers. This is as real as it gets. No further ado, Vik invites Leonie to carry on with the translation of the other letters containing the instructions. Leonie stars to read aloud again and as she is about to reveal Kurt’s notebook hidden location, but she stops abruptly swearing with surprise: “Heilige kuh!”... Epilogue Where is the blue notebook hidden? Will Vik and his friends be able to retrieve it and fulfill Kurt’s will? Was the shadowy attacker an agent of the Troika Organisation? And what is the meaning of his last words? A warning or a threat? Let’s find out in the next chapter. * * * Extra: Confidential Dossier Quote from Kurt’s Red Notebook: Nuclear fusion is the process that powers stars and creates new heavier atoms in the universe, and it all starts with the protons and neutrons of the hydrogen as fuel. Fusion reaction happens when atomic nuclei are combined to form a heavier atomic nucleus. The process is difficult to reproduce on earth, however different technology, like plasma, provides enough incidental collisions to overcome the repulsive nature of protons and allow protons and neutrons to fuse together. The other problem is the plasma confinement control, as it cannot be in direct contact with any solid material. However confining gravitation force in stars, can be mimicked via an intricate electromagnetic lattice which keeps the plasma enclosed. The Tokamak and the Blue Sphere devices (from the ISIDA project) are the direct and successful application of this theory. Translation of foreign words Read next part The Blue Sphere IV - Rukus in Berlin

Coming soon Chapter III :ph34r:

It could still have been spooky, if it was actualy true and the boy went back to the day before Halloween (it happens when the man put the numbers back). The boys walk back to the street mystified and then he look back to the house and the real house with the number 16 and someone else inside. The 19 house only appears on Halloween day. just an idea :ph34r: The boy has been tricked :D

You could guess until it is available in Google Play for all. According to this special mobile issue v-log, currently only 4 countries can download it for free. Then more EU countries (not speaking Russian) will have it for free by the end of this year. And last but not least, by start of February the Russian cluster. So it can last for quite a while. This do not really mater, the buyer get there rewards as the number increase and reach the tiers. And when 10k buyers is reached, it will all automatically stop.

Good for you :) It is a rent though, when you leave the position you give back the paint. :(

LOL. You wish ;) You can still get Cherry in the garage for less, and Cherry is good too.

In the RU/DE/PL/EN yes. NO. Bundle will be in the shop, therefore real money is required.

It easy to make a mistake and then your at stuck with it.

5 minutes garage block is too long.

Find the right spot an you can align 3 tanks easy, fatter the tank the better :D ​Isida trains are going to suffers :), multiple tanks protecting flag,... many opportunities.

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yes one speak good Spanish and Portugese, I doubt that our CM does. ;) I hope you will have now a peaceful sleep.

There is no IOS yet, how would anybody knows about it? My guess is NO, for obvious reasons, unless they don't reach 10K buyers and they can still recycle it for IOS launch ;) Is it for iOS too?

lol, Guido and the art to find problem and injustice everywhere. "request" is the keyword. BR CM has requested it and it was granted. This could also be just a marketing stunt, maybe he has nothing to do with it. If it is the case then, TO has some concerns with the size of the BR community and would re-vitalize it by allow a new special event to BR only. Saying that it means that our community is fine. So don't expect much here. However this could be ground for changes here too, we will never know. It's not rubbish, it's cool I might move over there...

Weekly missions are updated every week on Tuesday AM. Once the weekly missions are completed you need to wait till they are renewed. Based on your screenshot it will be done in 5 days and 14 hours (<= 5d 14h). You would have need to complete and claim your weekly mission by monday pm at the latest. ​Like Daily mission are renewed every day you need to complete them the same day, if you claim it the day after you won't have a new one until the day after @ 2am UTC. Weekly mission works the same way but @2am UTC Tuesday. Weekly mission = weekly renewal Daily mission = daily renewal