The Brain, a Crest, and a Baffling Mystery

Don't read this!!!!!!! PLEASE!!!
Wow. You're as stubborn as a mule. If you really want to read this, then fine. But don't say I didn't warn you.

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HA! That was in CODE!
Oh, alright, I might as well tell you the story.
But before I begin, let me tell you one thing: This story is all about the brain. The brain is full of mysteries. How do we dream? How do we think? All these questions haven't been answered yet.
So let's begin the madness.

At xx:xx, a boy walked down xxxxx xxxxx Lane, in xxxx, xxxxxxx.
The xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx=10:00, Misty Ridge, Bonn, Germany.
His name was Hans.
Bored and exhausted after a long day at school, he walked to his street.
Then he walked in his house.
Rewind: He saw police cars and fire trucks around his home.
"What the-?..." he thought. Suddenly, a cold hand grabbed him. Startled, he turned around. Then he saw Them. He couldn't see their faces. But he saw Them.
Hans was whisked away in a heartbeat.

That was a preview of my new book! See ya!