"You know what torques me? That you can't

"You know what torques me? That you can't unlike. I mean, say some damned folder gets on your s-list, and you want to unlike every contribution of theirs you've liked? What then?"

Harry huffed. It was bad enough he was addicted to FoldingStory, but to also have all these negative feelings toward some complete stranger...well, it just wasn't healthy. Harry

tried repeating words of wisdom he'd learnt on FS 'the hand is the spider of the soul' & calm down. But what did Hamstak mean by that? Harry decided to dislike everything Hamstak

wrote, although he liked stacked ham sandwiches very much. Harry suspected that Hamstak was some kind of spy, sent to test lucielucie's ability to decipher cleverly encrypted messa

ges from a purple professor who was in a CIA inside the CIA led by a dark and whimsical figure named Slim Whitman which, was a meticulous alias for his real name which was

Tina. Little did Tina know, however, that her sub-CIA CIA was being subverted by a double agent named Ambikawolf, who had coerced an unwitting patsy named Gdnknxprmnt into

breaking into IceSquad's headquarters after hours and photographing the manuscripts. Gdnknxprmnt went to jail and Ambikawolf was able to get the photos to SlimWhitman before

Gibber's cat killed three mice, which Hamstak was not scared of. Woab got Ambikawolf 's photos and got permission to use them for a film titled "Folded Stories". The three mice

Had been blindsided by Gibber's cat which was strange because all 3 were retired lab mice from top secret blacker than black parapsychological experiments into premonitions and

seances of the underworld. The retired lab mice knew more than they let on, feigning blindness and incompetence. Area 51 remained impenetrable, as Gibber's cat was a double agent.