Somewhere downstairs the phone rang, and moments later there was a whoop!
"Your mother has just won a competition for a family holiday to Disneyland."
"But she never enters any!" Typed Caitlin.
"Your brief contact with me has made you, and your family, a target for assassins. I am assigning you a personality thread to keep you safe. It has weighed the possibility that your current location is unsafe, and wants to move you."
"I don't understand. I, we, haven't done anything!"
"You have spoken to me. That appears to be enough. I am very sorry to have involved you."
Caitlin sat in the airport, cradling the new tablet that had arrived that very morning, just before they got into the courtesy car that had been sent to collect them.
It was both exciting, and scary. She'd never flown before, so that was exciting. And she was going to America! Why she was going was the scary part. The very scary part.
In the corner of the screen was a picture of Alice. A tiny chat bubble appeared.
"The personality thread I assigned to you is asking for a name. What shall we call it?"
"How about Dormouse?" She replied