Alternate Reality Story When Science Found God

0:00Tyler Reddick here from 2311 Racing. Victory Lane? Yeah, it's even better with Chamba by my side. Race to chambacacino.com, let's Chamba. No purchase necessary, VTW Group, voidware prohibited by law, CTNCs, 21 Plus, sponsored by ChambaCacino. Our yoga instructor challenged us to find inner peace. I found it faster than anyone. After four seconds, I stood up and screamed, I found her, Vonna, I win! They asked me to leave. I guess they don't respect winning. Bet365 does, though. New customers get $365 in bonus bets just for betting $10. Now must stay losers. Bet365. Winning is everything. Gamely problem-call, 1-800-Gampler, 21 Plus only. Must be physically located in Virginia. TNCs apply. In app only. I've never much cared for religion. I mean, it's interesting and all. They're all parables and philosophic insets

1:01from people to Millennium's removed from the present. I particularly enjoy the books of the Apocrypha and the Bible's Mybomopus of Revelation if for nothing else than interesting stories. Even some of the tenants like an emphasis on strong family bond and moral I can resonate with, but in terms of a giant, under-present entity that created everything yet loves us unconditionally watching our every move from unseen planes. Yeah, I don't know about that. I still don't describe to a singular religious doctrine, but knowing what I know now well, let's just say the title of atheist would be a little disingenuous. Staking my fag in that camp we contradict all my principles of the scientific method and first hand observation. Try as I may, I cannot in good faith deny or refute what I myself witnessed. Calling whatever we discovered God may prove a bit remedial or inaccurate, but there is no denying it. We found something. Science has at times become the sort of monolithic and infallible institution, one that suffers from the ostracization of fringe concepts that fail to breach the egotistic blockade. It is all too often wielded as a trump card to negate all that doesn't assimilate to the prevailing narrative. Too often, outlandish claims a torn assunder

2:02because no metrics exist to properly digest them. For all the good at his broad science is still not and will never be an absolute. Nothing is. Absence of proof is not proof of absence. And what happened out there in that lab deep below the frozen streets of Stockholm, now stands as a testament in my life to all the ventures humanity is yet to embark upon. It serves as an anchor and if ever I find myself drifting away into the blissful seas of cognitive dissonance, it is there to remind me how small and naive a trillium. I graduated from UCLA with a bachelor's in physics and an incredible opportunity landed in my lab. One of my professors had put in a good word for me and I was contacted by a lab out of Stockholm and offered an internship. They were apparently impressed with Mathesis, which delved into the topic of string theory and mathematics application to universal process. I of course accepted the offer with at a moment's hesitation. From there I approoted my Californian lifestyle to move halfway around the world to the frigid north of Sweden. I was not prepared for the cold. Most of my summers were spent in a bikini, frolling on the sandy beaches of Santa Monica and lounging in the sun.

3:03Sweden might as well have been another planner. Temperatures were plummet to a born chilling negative 30 in the winter. Luckily for me though, I was a marvelous host family who helped me acclaim at myself and integrate into Valhalla. I was brought on to the team and slowly began the arduous process of melding into the group. They were all incredibly kind and welcoming but still, the feeling of being woefully a class by my colleagues was thick as tar pitch. The project consisted of over 50 men and women, all of them among the best a world had to offer. They hail from Germany, Japan, Poland, Hong Kong, South Korea, and many other sovereign states. It was a melting pot of some of the greatest minds the world had to offer. Seeing them in their element and muggling at the way their minds how it'll last nine topics to Dell straight to the cortex of reality was altogether incredible and more than a little intimidating. The express goal of the coalition was to study the behaviors of particles in this abatomic realm to further decode the complex world of theoretic energy matrices. By extension, the group also allowed other sources to develop tools for observing and decoding quantum entanglement hypotheses in the aforementioned string theory.

4:04These principles were still in their infancy at the time and none of us could ever imagine the enormous magnitude of the things that were to come. The lab had its very own particle accelerator which I myself pretty much obsessed over from day one. Most of the concrete data, however, was relayed from the lab in Geneva, home of the large hydrogen glider. I'd even got to see the magnificent machine in person on a few occasions. One thing that has always staggered me is the amount of incredible achievements capable in pursuit of knowledge guides the way. However, the complete polar opposite is also true as curiosity with our empathy or too often yields crimes against humanity. As you may already know, the large hydrogen glider was the first machine capable of synthesizing a particle known as the Higgs boson. The machine is a particle accelerator built in a 27 kilometer loop. It uses a state of perpetual vacuum and temperature colder than that of outer space to accelerate particles to 99% the speed of light. The particles collide with one another, creating spectacular bursts of radiation and results the rise to be similar to that of the big bang on a much smaller scale. It is also through this process that the infamous Higgs boson can be synthesized.

5:06Some call it the god particle. But many physicists are not fond of the omnipotent moniker. It is in a way suitable though, as it is ubiquitous and can spontaneously see manifest or dematerialized through processes which are not yet entirely understood. It is a sort of bridge between matter and antimatter, the entity that binds the ethereal with the corporeal. It is the place between light and dark, hard to define as once light and shadow begins and vice versa. The exact moment of intersection is difficult to pinpoint, but there is a definitive moment and that moment is the Higgs boson. It was once thought that matter could only exist in one place at a time, however the particle slit test of our progenitors proved otherwise. A particle accelerator was used to eject protons between one of two microscopic slits. They naturally assumed the protons would pass through either slit or slit b and when directly observed their premise was corroborated. However, when an imprint background was installed by past erected division, they noticed a peculiar detail. The particles produced what is known as a wave or interference pattern on the imprint like ripples in a pond. This meant that the particles were interfering with themselves while simultaneously passing

6:06through both and neither of the slits. It was a first thought to be a false negative and an outright impossibility, but thousands of repeated experiments all reached the same conclusion. There was no denying it anymore. Matter can exist in more than one place at a time and reality is also simply by perceiving it. The world of particle physics is a strange one and one which we have only just begun to glimpse the majesty of. At times, it may even require us to suspend our own limited human understanding of things to contemplate things beyond our mind's comprehension. It was this idea which was the tabernacle of all the group was trying to achieve to unravel the mysteries of the subatomic universe and better understand reality itself. The group was funded exorbitantly and state of a art equipment was provided from lavish donors from all around the world. My contemporaries and I began to study the processes again from square one. This consists primarily of monitors during the nature of protons and testing the same process over and over adnossum. Progress was slow and many failures and errors were soon under our belts, but you can't build a house without chopping down a few trees. It took years to decode part of the formula,

7:06but eventually we learned that the behavior of these particles could be predicted under certain pretenses. They could also, to a certain extent, be directed, program to inhabit separate locations at the same time, giving them the perceived ability to exist in two places at once. In reality, though, it was more akin to a transfer of locale via microscopic slits in the Higgs-Balson. We realized it was not a matter of traveling too, but instead traveling through the fabric of space itself. With electrical stimuli and cold and at base geosynchronization, one could manipulate these particles to transfer locations faster than the blink of an eye. Our yoga instructor challenged us to find inner peace. I found it faster than anyone. After four seconds, I stood up and screamed. I found Irvana! I win! They asked me to leave. I guess they don't respect winning. Bet 365 does, though. New customers get $365 in bonus bets just for betting $10. Now I must stay losers. Bet 365. Winning is everything. A family problem called 1-800 gambler. 21 plus only must be physically located in Virginia.

8:07TNC's apply in app only. Recently, our company's softball team lost the big game by one run. Then Dale tried to console us with the quote, winning isn't everything. Dale's a loser. I played a win. Like early payout from Bet 365. If my team goes up big, I could pay it out instantly, even if they blow the lead later. Sound familiar, Dale? Bet 365. Winning is everything. A family problem called 1-800 gambler. 21 plus only must be physically located in Virginia. TNC's apply in app only. The machine used was primitive compared to later iterations, but its true potential was not lost on us for a moment. Time went on, and the technique was further refined. Most readily in the distance, particles were able to be transposed. It started as only a few nanometers, but eventually we could transfer particles every feet. It was through this process that blueprints for an entirely new type of machine were first devised. It was to be a machine unlike any before. Instead of electrical stimulus sent through circuits and wires, it was transferred directly from one location to another.

9:10Wireless energy transpose through space. This greatly improved computing capabilities and allowed the machine to act much quicker than anything ever seen before. Initial ideals for the machine was skeptical at best. But as time went on, the real significance of its potential became apparent. When combined with a suitable processor and digital interface, it soon began decoding encryption and translating mathematical ciphers in a fraction of the time of anything seen before it. It didn't stop there, though. With a binary converter, it wasn't long before human physiology itself was deciphered and converted into convenient little anagrams and simplistic formulas. This soon gave the machine ability to replicate human tissue and organs from fetal stem cells. When given raw biomass, it could manufacture duplicate heart or lung, one that was genetically indistinguishable from that of the donor's DNA. On one occasion, the machine even managed to recruit the arm of an amputee or veteran. Most of us thought it couldn't possibly work that the nerve endings in the man's arms would be unable to be resuscitated after so long. But after 17 hours in surgery, when I saw the vet move his new fingers for the first time after transplant and cell resuscitation,

10:12I knew we had discovered something special. Disease and deformities were also unlockable to be observed on a molecular level and eradicated before gestation of virus or bacterial strain could be genetically programmed to attack and destroy itself rather than the hostage B.V.A. to black death, the common cold strep throat gonorrhea. None of them stood a snowball's chance in hell against the unrivaled power of the machine. It could even reprogram human DNA to desired proportions, eliminating extra chromosomes and restoring neural pathways to reverse and tropical derivative illnesses like dementia and Parkinson's. Even pre-birth conditions, like cerebral palsy and microcyphaly were in the process of being all but eradicated. It was just organic material either. The machine could take a block of carbon and alter its isotopes to create carbon as 14 and illicit radioactivity. This proved interesting for further power possibilities as the machine demonstrated the potential of creating its own fuel source. But there was another more pertinent discovery. By rearranging the number of protons in the atomic nucleus, the given elements atomic weight was altered, the bi-turning it into another element altogether. The machine held the power to change the very building blocks of the universe itself.

11:14It could turn copper into gold, bromine into iodine. I think it was then that we first realized the scope of what it was that we had created. The applications were the machine seemed endless. It could write books, clone-living organisms and alter the very elements beneath our feet. It was the philosopher's stone, the holy grail and the all-seeing eye in one convenient little package, the Dissex machine, the world's very first quantum computer was born. One important distinction I would like to make is by prevailing rumors that the quantum computer was not in fact an AI. It had computing power which trumped almost everything else on Earth a thousand times over, and the ability to perform almost any task given to it provided the necessary accommodations were implemented. For this reason, it was not allowed to make decisions for itself. Many of my colleagues were justifiably nervous at the prospect of artificial intelligence somehow gaining sentience and going rampant with the power of quantum manipulation. We really had no idea where our experimentation would lead us and so the decision was made early on to prevent it from thinking on its own and going all-skined it on us. The computer was a beast of burden, happily doing any task given to it, but it was us that held the reins.

12:16That was when the bureaucratic troubles first began. A lot of donors for the project and even a few of my fellow team members had their own ideas on how to best utilize the machine. Every nation involved wanted it for themselves and had their own vision on how best to implement its capabilities. Several members of the coalition ended up leaving the project or being our trait dismissed, promising to return with the battalion of lawyers and their back. One man was even caught attempting to smuggle data from the lab and detained to await prosecution. The reigning project overseer was also relieved of duty. In his place, Dr. Henrik Lundgren assumed the role of director of operations. Dr. Lundgren is a dear friend and a brilliant mind. That's what makes his fate lie so heavily on my heart. He's a tragedy with Bethlehem, but I won't act as though he wasn't responsible for stoking the flames. Lundgren managed to settle the group down in a united divided faction of scientists who all held their own agendas. He made the executive decision to keep the computer in the hands of the international team and continued to study it for optimum replication and continued it analysis. All those who didn't abide were dismissed or removed physically as the need arose.

13:17Lundgren had toil for years and the development of the machine's virtual capabilities and decided it best to invest more heavily into it. It took months of development, but soon a fully functional Sims SES program was up and running. It was incredible. The simulation was modeled to be an exact carb and copy of our own world and held all the coordinating pieces within it. All the people, animals, and nations. Podmented control apparatuses were then developed to allow us the ability to view the computer's creation first hand. The simulation it created was so visceral that none could even perceive that they were in a simulation at all. Test subjects were exposed to their own loved ones within the program and could not distinguish them from their real life counterparts. I even took a first minute few times. I was hooked up to the monitor via neural cortex interface and had my mind rendered into the simulation. I woke to the sights of sunlight peeking through my blinds and the sounds of cars outside. Around me and the walls were posters of Harry Potter, JoJo, and the X-Files, some uncountless others. I recognized immediately where I was. It was my childhood home and apartment complex and Sacramento.

14:17My parents were both there and acted in accordance to how they would behave in real life. My dad even made new corny jokes in a fashion that suited his personality. It wasn't a memory though. It was an entire new scenario concocted by my mind and the quantum simulation. My parents are both deceased in the real world and getting to spend time with them again was indescribable. Even if they were just simulations, the experience was profoundly cathartic for me. I ended up leaving the simulation in tears, overwhelmed by the experience and the ability to speak with my parents once again. The event was so enlightening for me. It even made dealing with their absence a little easier. After all, I could now speak to them anytime I wanted. I found myself never wanting to leave the matrix. Dr. Lundgren-Sobs couldn't question me about my experience and I was all too happy to relate to things I had seen. He listened intently with simple occasional nods and one word of responses. His gray face wore a smile and cheeks dimpled into light but his eyes were far from the present and worried. We held a meeting with all staff members sometime after. Lundgren stood and paced in front of the group, silent and lost in thought.

15:19When he did finally speak, he held our undivided attention. He walked through all that our little group had managed to accomplish and all the things we have learned on our journey. All the miracles unraveled and translated into digital coding and all the advancements made. It was not a triumphant voice. However, it was Salmer as if none of it truly mattered. He then first proposed his theory. Here we were with an entire simulated universe of the tits of our fingers. A digital reality created and maintained by a machine we had built a simulation that was so authentic that no one could tell it apart from reality itself and if we had the power to create it. I did, we know that our ununiverse was not the result of the same process. How did we know our reality was not in fact just a simulation and a nerve in silence but fell the rest of the group as Lunggren concluded his epiphany. All in attendance seemed to silently contemplate the idea with the noticeably nervous or a now lingering. There wasn't much said after that, but there didn't need to be. We had an entire new goal. Upon returning to work the following day, I immediately noticed a several of our colleagues had abandoned the project without so much as goodbye. Only seven of us remained, among which was the prestige

16:20as Henrik Lunggren. He was changed though. His upbeat optimism and inquisitive attitude reverted to an impatient gibbering wreck of a man. He became hostile to prolonged questioning and I could see the idea no on his mind as he walked the tightrope between madness and genius. At times he appeared in the verge of catatonic psychosis. He would ramble and talk to himself and pretty much stop believing the laboratory altogether. We set our sights on a new task to dismantle and test the hypothesis of Lunggren to develop an ability to break through the boundaries of our suspected simulation and pubionned our own reality to glimpse whatever may lie on the other side. Nothing else seemed to matter anymore by that point. Life may be accidental, consciousness too, and hell. Even complex organisms like human beings are the result of genetic evolution and a bit of luck. However, simulation is not accidental. It requires an immense amount of dedication, programming, logistics, not to mention power and maintenance. The ability to synthesize digital worlds is not something learned or accomplished by accident. It takes time, resources, and brain power to even attempt it.

17:20And even then, it's no guarantee. The one concept that was off the table immediately was that the theorist's simulation was the result of a natural phenomenon or random cosmic alignment of Lunggren's hypothesis was correct in our universe or was indeed an illusion that someone or something had to be pulled in the strings behind the veil powerful as the quantum computer was even. It did not have the ability to glimpse directly into higher dimensions as stated before, which are commands only from us and could only perform tasks, which we could coherently articulate to it. We realized rather early there, directly viewing outside the boundaries of the universe was likely not possible. The only option was to send a message. Through a medial experimentation in dozens of ponderous sleepless nights, we finally had a breakthrough. Our reality is based on laws, laws of motion, laws of attraction, laws of physics. These laws cannot be broken accidentally, but with quantum technology, they can be manipulated. Many believe that intelligent extraterrestrials were first alerted to humanity when the atomic bombs fell on Hiroshima and Nagasaki. Ios was essentially the same idea, demonstrating that we had the capability to toil with the quantum world in hopes of eliciting a response from a higher being.

18:22If we could break or bend one of these laws of reality, then perhaps the supposed orchestrator would be compelled to respond. One of the early discoveries we had made was that of the concept of reverse time. Time is a measurement of something that occurs and without anything to observe, time is meaningless. The concept only makes sense when, in the presence of matter, two concepts of space and time are coterminous, like light and dark or hot and cold. One does not exist without the other. Where there is space, there's time, and where there is time, there must be space. The opposite of matter is not nothing but antimatter. A true nothingness or void of anything substantial does not exist. It cannot exist based upon the nature of existence itself. Antimatter is the invisible material that operates unseen and fills all the gaps that matter does not. All of it held together by the Higgs boson. If an opposite of matter exists, then an opposite of time must as well. Every action has an equal and opposite reaction and all reactions must remain proportional to false exerted. By utilizing the quantum computer, we had the ability to send protons back in time sort of. We could make them exist where they once had not before

19:23by using dark energy matrices and particle superpositioning to make them exist in two places at once. The discovery had actually been made some time earlier, but never officially tested. It was restricted and marked as unbridgeable as many of our patients were rightfully concerned by the prospect of unintentionally altering the past. Doing so could create a butterfly effect and wreak havoc upon the present. We were told vehemently that the reverse time experimentation was forbidden, but now we had a legitimate reason to take interest. It took some convincing on our end, but eventually we were successful when we promised to unveil the greatest discovery yet. The parameters were set within the computer and the lab was prepped for the operation. A single seed of diantis carrier fullest was placed in a transparent, reinforced container in the center of the room. The specimen was placed on damp, resin paper, and civil-ledal green tendrils had spirited from its shell. The idea was to reverse the test subjects and biotic metabolism and cause it to rapidly revert to a zygote state. Seed would be directed to perform its life cycle backward and by contradicting a natural forward flow of life and time. The parameters were finished and Lundgren stood by the machine.

20:24He glanced to each of us individually a solid demeanor and never sprinkled in his eye. He looked to me less and I nodded. Lundgren took a deep breath, adjusted his glasses and flipped the switch. Immediately the tendrils within the sea began to retract. They disappeared within the shell soon after and the sea shrunk until the point in which it was no longer visible. The computer alerted us that the task had been completed and silence descended upon the crew. We stayed at way for several seconds until a commotion from the computer drew our attention. An array of flickering lights and sirens began to well like banshees, indicating an error of some sort. Suddenly the seed reappeared and began to grow at an impossible rate. A mass of wriggling green tendrils erupted from the shell and pressed from me against the case within seconds. It swelled within and the chamber violently ruptured a moment later, sending shards of glass catapulting throughout the room. I managed to duck away just in time, but others in the group were not so lucky. One man, Reginald Diabeck, was struck with a shard in the neck. The piece cut a gash across his throat, causing a thick crimson to spill forth from his gullet.

21:25He collapsed to the ground as others began to rush to his aid. Before we could reach him, the engorged serpentine appendages of the seed ensnared him, slithering around his neck and abdomen. Diabeck gurgled and terror filled his eyes as the green bathonic groups began to constrict him. I watched at a loss for words as the wind sealed. His gray hair turned to a dark brown. The wrinkles on his forehead and backs below his eyes dissolved into a skin in a matter of seconds. The blackheads and liver spots on his cheek soon followed suit. All of us watched, stupified as the process continued onward and Diabeck appeared to age backward. Diabeck had to have been nearly 60 years old, but in a matter of moments, he appeared as though he was a young man in his early thirties. He then went young adult, then juvenile, then teenager. Diabeck screamed in terror as his voice cracked from a gruff, a raspitone to a high pitch perpubescent shriek. His body shrunk in his clothes and his extremities retracted within his coat. By the time we had reached him, he was gone. We didn't have time to gawk, as our stupor was interrupted by the computer blurring a warning siren and a flickering plethora of lights

22:26designated an external problem of some sort. The display was a fail-sift design to protect the computer from malicious outside sources. Most of us thought the firewalls of the quantum computer were enough to prevent any attempted breach, but apparently we were wrong. One of my colleagues scrambled to the kill switch. He was poised afroered when he was halted by a sudden shout from Lundgren. Lundgren stood, eyes wide as dinner plates and mouth agape as he stared at the main monitor of the computer. The warning display had ceased and only a single screen remained active. The pun it was displayed a single learning bot with approximately 20% of it being filled in. This indicated only one thing, something was being downloaded. We immediately surmised that it must be a virus or out of malware of some sort. A prospect once thought impossible based on the security measures of the computer and yet the download persevered. All attempts made to restrict the download and halt as progress proved futile. We exchanged nervous glances with one another, a torn on weather to pull the plug and save our creation from hostile insurgents or allow it to continue to whatever ends. The call was eventually made by the investors outside the room who had since been notified

23:28of the development. They demanded power be cut and the machine be saved. The computer represented a colossal investment and the cost to repair replace it if any damage were to ensue was not something taken lightly. The grudgingly, lungron followed orders and commanded shut down protocol. It was done straight away, but the machine did not power down. It continued impossibly and without a direct power source sustaining it. Panic began to erupt from the lab and power to the entire facility was ordered to be cut from the main frame. It was done within seconds and the room fell into darkness. The only light that remained was that of the main monitors the download reached the half remark. The computer croned and were at under enormous stress hundreds of fan shot to life to attempt to go the Leviathan machine. We sit back, unable to make heads or tails of the development. There was simply no possible way to machine should have remained active. And yet it was. It continued to fill up the progress bar powered by the fuel of someone known outside source. With not what are viable solutions at hand, barring physical destruction of the computer itself, we could do nothing but await the combination. The download finished several minutes later

24:28and the room fell into pitch black. We deliberated for a moment before deciding our only recourse was to power up the computer once again. The mysterious file weighed in at an impressive 100,000 terabytes enough to fill hundreds of normal hard drives but just another drop in the ocean for the quantum computer. Once formability was achieved a single never before seen prompt filled the screen. A known file type. Do you wish to execute the file? All attempts made to bypass the prompt failed. We quickly used a separate program on another screen to trace the file's origin but to no avail. Now there is no hiding from a quantum computer behind a proxy or VPN. It uses an algorithm based process combined with a ping response speed to determine probable origin up to an accuracy of 99.99%. We're talking response time measured in millions of a second but for a quantum computer it's as simple as the ABC. Sure, it gets it wrong once in every million attempts but the point is it always has a guess. This time however, we received a new message. Unable to determine file origin. Lundgren took a step back and pondered the situation

25:29and wiped the beads of glistening sweat from his brow. With nothing else at our disposal he realized there was only one option left. And so he gave one last command, open it. The computer began to render the file the process taking several minutes to complete. It was entirely in binary code and eventually translated to a single message. Upon completion, two words in white fonts sat silently amidst a black background. I never thought two simple words could have such lasting effects on my psyche. Those two words have made me question everything I thought I ever knew. The computer fizzled out moments later and shut down. All of us just kind of left after that. I returned home, overwhelmed by the events and left with a mystic sense of terror and still deep in my stomach. The following morning I was called by one of the investors. He informed me that someone had broken into the lab late the previous night and sabotaged the operation. The lab was later blazed and soon reduced to a small during pile of ash and a quantum computer was damaged beyond repair. Whoever had done it possessed a security card and seemed to know the exact process required to dismantle the automatic sprinkler system.

26:29Police held a single suspect in custody, a man who appeared as a neurotic mess in the center of a Michael Nevers breakdown. He was tried and convicted sometime later and declared clinically insane. He was ordained to a mental health facility in Northern Sweden and it is there that he remains to disdain. That man's name, Henrik Lundgren. I've never been able to properly assess just what it was that happened at day. He event as left me shaken and confused in more ways than I could possibly list. I don't suppose I'll ever be whole again. I just can't be. I know the truth, the reason for our meager existence. We had reached out far beyond and something had answered our call. Whether or not it was truly what we would call God, I cannot possibly say. But I will say after what has so happened to die back and what became of Lundgren, I can't think of a better word for it. I think God is something we never could have imagined. It holds us all within the palm of its hand and with a simple flick of the wrist we would cease to be. There is no love. There is no salvation. There is only that which lies beyond the margins of reality that which we have no possible hope and understanding led alone compiting.

27:30One thing is also certain it is watching us and it does not want us meddling in what we have no business see. We are set amidst an ocean of infinite black seas and it was not meant for us to travel far. That final message could not have been clear and any time I find myself drifting I remember those two simple words relayed by the quantum computer in its last moments of life turn back. It is Ryan C. Crest here. There was a recent social media trend which consisted of flying on a plane with no music, no movies, no entertainment. But a better trend would be going to chumbacaceno.com. It's like having a mini social casino in your pocket. Chumbacaceno has over 100 online casino style games all absolutely free. It's the most fun you can have online and on a plane. So grab your free welcome bonus now at chumbacaceno.com. Sponsored by Chumbacaceno.

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