Gate of Days: Mysterious/Unsolved

A Story by Abishai100

A mysterious cyber-teacher in New England draws alienation questions and may link himself to a dark revelation about a 'Martian light.'

An alien/stranger story, set in New England. Happy Summer (thunderstorm central here in NJ/USA, darn),

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Toby moved into his social house at his alma-mater to manage a cyber-homeschooling venture about sports culture storytelling in the American Homeland (New England) when folks (students/faculty) around him took-note of his stranger demeanor and why he seemed both distant and eerie-eyed in his approach to social conversationalism. However, his sports (mostly American football) windows cyber-lessons were quite respected and reflected his pensive quality of Earthling intuitions. Something about him was just off-center; and only one good fellow on-campus took-note of this enough to warrant for himself a Selfie-inquiry courage (Selfie-like). Follow along, friends.

MARCUS: Nice to return to your alma-mater social house, surely.

TOBY: So?
MARCUS: You've got off-center demeanor, given your respected cyber-school IQ.

TOBY: So?
MARCUS: I hear your story about a QB who moved from Detroit to Cali was rich.

TOBY: Yes, he started-out in Thanksgiving-Detroit town and went West, Lombardi.

MARCUS: I read it...he went to sunny-LA and won a Super Bowl Lombardi (wow).

TOBY: So...I stay abreast of news for Earthling (American) trends, as an alumnus.

MARCUS: You're deep-thought 'prince' for American educational stuff here, Gate.

TOBY: This Gate's a social campus icon house...and yes, it's school-motivation(s).

MARCUS: Fair for fare, eh, Toby man?

TOBY: Selfie-like!

Friends, detective-eye sharp Marcus had to admit Toby seemed very focused, diligent, laborious and Selfie-pensive about his cyber-school 'stuff' about football culture storytelling for trends/culture reflection, despite his growing campus 'aura' of stranger/eerie demeanor of incomplete-arts of network chat manner(s). What was Toby's deal, you may be like asking here/now? That's what Marcus wanted to investigate; but he felt Toby kept-ground for Selfie-rationale(s), until, however, he heard the very-bizarre campus (New England) bad-news about a visiting Ukraine soldier-woman who vanished while touring the environment in the West (American Homeland)...Facebook-like!

SOCIAL HOUSE DEAN ('the Gate'): You've no guess/chat(s) about the vanishing?
TOBY: I get some recent stir-question about my knowledge of it (all!).

DEAN: Hey, hey, hey...we're not so different in visage/age, you and I, Mister Toby.

TOBY: So?
DEAN: Look, your football culture cyber-school 'stuff' is quite nice and all, friend.

TOBY: Yes.

DEAN: You've no comment (for social media talkies) about the campus-mystery.

TOBY: No.

DEAN: Folks are pointing street gossip fingers about court of opinion 'stuff' now!

TOBY: I'll write something...clear my name...and your Gate house, Mister Dean.

DEAN: I'm an alumnus too, Mister Toby, so relax, and coop...Facebook-like.

TOBY: Cool (Selfie-like).

When our detective-eye sharp Marcus of the New England campus of much recent (21st-Century) 'intrigue' vanished (too!), folks really got concerned. After all, there was (warranted?) environmental 'stir' about Marcus' questions (direct!) about Toby's eerie/stranger demeanor for social gossip of late. Some of the members of the Gate house had heard of Marcus' (direct!) inquest of Toby's aura and behavior and possible links to weird conspiracy theories. When the visiting Ukraine soldier-woman vanished and many (now!) wondered if Toby was the culprit (somehow)...no one expected detective Marcus to vanish soon thereafter (too). What the Hell was going on, on Earth (Facebook-like)?

JOURNAL_EXCERPT (Laptop, Private): "I'm Toby and here on Earth to stay...I shan't reveal to no one I'm from Mars as a stowaway (ha)...maybe some think (shrewdly?) I'm the one behind the soldier and detective vanishing in New England (hmmm)...and I know my sunny-LA football QB cyber-vignette about moving from Thanksgiving-Detroit out West for Lombardi-vanity was 'hit' for class...and I doubt (forever) anyone shall uncover my mask for Martian wrath in my own conceived game of an invisible Empire construction for some mass (Selfie-like)."