Resonance
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Lulu has withdrawn herself from a normal life. Left virtually alone by her parents, and abandoned by the only friend she ever cherished. Her only haven now are a couple of chatrooms and an experiment that she has stumbled upon. Is there a chance she can be coaxed back to society? Maybe an outright shove out the door would do the trick. But will the world at the other side of her door be the world she knew about? With a personality that is both over-rational and weirdly radical, she is bound for a surprise when her once indestructible scientific beliefs were shattered by events she can't explain. Now that she was bound for an adventure will she miss the normal life she despised or will she take the chance to run as far away as possible from it?
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