The Terror in Jenny's Armpit by Patrick Carman

Author:Patrick Carman [Carman, Patrick]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Blackstone Publishing

CHAPTER 10

DOCTOR VERNSY VON VEXLER

Like I said before, my dad is always trying to show me technology tricks and, usually, I only half listen to him. Okay, let’s be real, I never listen to any of that stuff. I just nod and smile, but it turns out some of those tidbits have found their way into my brain anyway.

“I remember my dad explaining how you could find hidden web pages on the internet,” I said. “Like things someone would put on their site that weren’t for just anyone. The trick was figuring out how to make that stuff visible.”

“I almost got eaten by a Snerb,” Fen said.

“Earth to Fen!” I said. “This is important.”

“Right,” Fen said. “Hidden pages?”

“When a search engine goes out looking for pages, it doesn’t find everything.”

“It’s unnerving when it stares at me,” Fen said.

I glanced at the Snerb and sure enough, its one giant eyeball was watching us.

“Anyway, when someone doesn’t want a search engine to find a page, they hide it with a tag called robot.txt.”

“That’s actually kind of interesting,” Fen said. “I think I’m starting to see where you’re going.”

“I bet if we go to the Colossal Chemistry website, but add atchtung.robot.txt, we’ll find something.”

I found the old Colossal Chemistry website, which was ColossalChem.com, and added the extra line: ColossalChem.com/achtung.robot.txt

“Is that what I think it is?” Fen asked, leaning in so close his face practically glowed off the tablet screen.

“You’re fogging up the glass,” I said.

“Sorry, backing up,” Fen said.

“It’s a chat feature,” I said.

The chat feature was staring back at us right there in the middle of the screen. A hidden chat feature, left there by Vexler herself.

I read the headline on the chat box: “For emergency use only.”

“I’d say we’re having a serious emergency, wouldn’t you?” Fen asked.

I nodded and put my fingers over the keys on the tablet.

“What should I say?” I asked.

“Here, I’ll do it,” Fen said. “I got a B- on my last paper. I can write.”

Fen started typing into the chat box:

My best friend Jen-Jen touched a furry round ball at Colossal Chemistry, then she wiped her hand in her armpit.

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