conversations.from: human
conversations.value: a title for a book about UpCate's, Assassin's, Guild with the genre: Children's Books, Growing Up & Facts of Life
conversations.from: assistant
conversations.value: A title for this book could be 'The Assassin Game'
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Give me the first paragraph for this book.
conversations.from: assistant
conversations.value: The Assassin Game
  It is about 4:00 a.m. when they come for me. I am already awake, strung out on the fear that they will come and the fear that they won't. When I finally hear the click of the latch on the dormitory door, I have only a second to brace myself before they're on me.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Give me two more paragraphs.
conversations.from: assistant
conversations.value: He laughs now. It's soft and a little high-pitched for a boy, but I have no clue if it's the same laugh that I heard before. He shakes his head. "There's nothing funny here, Cate."
  The way he says it creeps me out. I realize that while we have been talking, he has edged around me, so that now he is between me and the outside. I sidestep, and he mirrors me. I frown at him, and he tilts his head to one side, questioningly.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Reverse the sentences.
conversations.from: assistant
conversations.value: I frown at him, and he tilts his head to one side, questioningly.. I sidestep, and he mirrors me. I realize that while we have been talking, he has edged around me, so that now he is between me and the outside."
  The way he says it creeps me out. "There's nothing funny here, Cate. He shakes his head. It's soft and a little high-pitched for a boy, but I have no clue if it's the same laugh that I heard before.He laughs now
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Give me the last five paragraphs.
conversations.from: assistant
conversations.value: I look into his calm green eyes. "We never asked Alex if he sent those notes to me, did we? We thought it was Skulk who was writing them, but we never found out for sure..."
  I nod, and he holds my hand and takes me back through the doors. Some of the people look up at us as we walk up the steps, back to our seats. I count them as we go. Eleven, and Vaughan and I make thirteen. Thirteen players, one Grand Master...
  I sit down in the darkness with him, and the movie rolls on. His hand snakes into mine, and I grip it tightly, my breathing steady now, my heartbeat slowing.
  Kirsty is a former actress and has written children's plays for commercial theatre. In 2008, she won SCBWI's competition to find new writers. She was born in the UK, but now lives in Boston, Massachusetts, with her husband and daughter.
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