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Prompt 9 (Illuminating Conversation).
So far, Jack found himself having a great time going about town, getting used to everything. He had just moved to Destiny City after all and was adjusting to the city. He especially liked how all out they went for the holidays. Lights, lights, and more lights everywhere Jack looked, little star shapes, snowflake shapes, and in some cases just huge lanterns. He loved it. Though he did notice some seemed to be flickering, maybe a wire issue? He wasn't sure, and had went back to sort of ignoring it until it seemed more lights were flickering than ever before, and what seemed to be patterns. He went to the shop that seemed to have some lights that were going haywire, and told them about the lights out front of their store seeming to go crazy, only to be met with a look, a glance at the lights and then a look again like he was the crazy one. Seriously? He kept walking around, but could only ignore the lights for so long before it was too much. He ended up going to an alley, but couldn't really ignore the now frequent bursts of light from behind him. He turned back around angrily. "WHAT do you WANT?" He told the lights, which yes, he knew he looked crazy but the lights were seriously making him nauseous. The lights seemed to stutter, the people around him looked at him again, like he was crazy which, fair, he felt it, and then the lights began blinking again, in an almost very specific manner. It was then that Jack realized they were very annoyingly using morse code, or maybe someone was. Well, someone would have to be wouldn't they? He groaned. Just great, he had basically walked into Stranger Things somehow, or a more complicated version of it. He just needed a girl with freaky powers and his day would be complete.

He frowned, having an attitude really wasn't gonna help here, so he whipped out his phone, trying to find a quick morse code translator, and set to work

What felt like hours later, and a bottle of dramamine later, Jack thought he had the morse figured out, but just as he was about to finish the last sentence, the lights turned off as one. "What the heck!?" He cried, and finally noticed everything but small street lamps were off, meaning that oh, he was out pretty late. He hurried home, by passing his likely very worried and annoyed parents. He'd just deal with that later, right now he wanted to see what he had managed to get. Which, was apparently pointless. It was seemingly gibberish, pointless poetic lines and run on sentences. Unfair, Jack thought. Here he did an entire decode, something he wasn't really good at, but practice makes perfect, and all it said was what seemed like some ancient poems and some sentences that frankly made no sense. Though, he wondered if it wasn't code within itself, and he groaned again. He was pretty wiped by just one form of code, no more energy that day to decipher two. He decided to shelve it for now.