Chapter 1: The Whole Ordeal

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    To begin this story, most would say once upon a time. But what if that story is still going? Over and over. An infinite loop, some might say....

     Imagine a world where every day is the same. The sun rises, you wake up, and the same events unfold, again and again. For some, this monotony is a prison. But for Jeremiah, it's a puzzle.

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    BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! A loud groan escapes my mouth. I lift my arm and press snooze. I shut my eyes and pull my upper torso into the bundle of covers wrapped around me.

     About three minutes later, my aggravating clock beeps again! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! I stare at my clock with its annoying beeps going off in my ear. "I swear to God it's like you want me to get up," I grumble.

    I reach forth for the clock once more. I press the button to end my ears suffering. I wanted to press snooze, but my clock was indirectly right. I was going to be late to work if I kept this up.

    Worryingly, I do this every day. You may be like,'Why would you do that! It's unhealthy! It's blah blah blah!' Let me tell you something. I don't care. Shut up.  Besides, I have to repeat the things I did when quarantine first started.

    You may also ask 'wait quarantine? I am so lost!?' Well, here are the basics.

Quarantine:
    Hell, this is one word that I like to put it as. Some scientists thought our cozy little town, the Baracks of Cali (stupid name I know), was a nice remote place for an experiment. They thought nothing really happened here of importance so they could get away with it. They put our town in a quarantine. No one comes in. No one is coming out.

Experiment Dome:
    The experiment was basically them keeping a big plastic dome over our town. It was plastic, and it looked like it never even was there. The dome had little sprinklers on it every day, so it'll rain just like it did on the first day they came.

    They had to have the perfect resemblance of the rain. Only instead of rain, it was a syrum. The syrum made us forget all the worries, doubts, or anything bad. It made us believe it was a normal day, and nothing was the same as yesterday. Well, you know what I mean.

    The syrum makes us forget any experiment and the dome and the forever ending loop of the same day. In fact, the syrum is what makes us have the same day over and over and over again. They made it rain with the syrum every day, so there was no escaping from it.

The Vermoirs:
    So, Vermoirs are basically the scientists I've mentioned. We, the people who weren't affected by the syrum ( which I'll get into in a second ), joined together two words to call the scientists. Venomous and memoir.

    The venomous part stands for them being ruthless and like a snake. They were just full of venom and vile.

   The memoir doesn't really stand for the scientists, but an author in this small town was where the idea struck us.The author was writing his first memoir at the time and was on his way to be famous.

    Anyone who wasn't affected felt bad he'd never be able to finish. He would be stuck every day writing the same chapter over and over.

    So we kinda just stuck two and two together. I know, stupid, right? Why name the people we resent after a good guy's memoir he wanted to write? I'll never know.

The Unaffected:
    Ok, so the Unaffected are the people who know we are in a loop. The syrum doesn't affect us. The reason why? That's my job to figure out in my meeting, which I'm about to be late too.

    Wait, what did I just say? My eyes slowly blink in realization. Crap I'm about to be late.

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