Swipe To Unlock Novels & Stories

She replied. “Let me see your level”. Harris stretched his hand and asked for her phone. “Oh right! She replied as she brought out her phone from her bag, and handed it over to Harris. “What is the password? Harris asked. “There’s no password in it, just swipe it up to unlock it”. She told him and took a sip of her milk. “Alright”. Harris replied to her and did exactly what she said. He swiped it up, and unlock her phone. As he unlocked her phone, what got his attention was the wallpaper.

I’ll have to check this device first in my hand since it quenched my interest. I was ogling at it, tilting from left to right when I accidentally push something. The phone was turn on, and this time words were printed on the screen. “Swipe to unlock.” I read it. I raised my hand then did what it told me to. I was fascinated when the screen format changed. There are some sorts of icons that I am not familiar with. Well, I am still exploring, and might as well be acquaint with this kind of thing. I have been lock for decades, and I don’t have any idea what’s the outside world until now.

But I knew better now. Nothing was “just” anything anymore. The screen flickered on by itself. I froze. No touch. No input. Just… activation. The screen was already unlocked. One app open. Messages. My chest tightened. Because there was already a conversation on it. My fingers moved slowly. Scrolling. Reading. And then. I stopped. A name. Or something like it. User: 17 My grip tightened. That wasn’t a name. That was a number. A label.

--- Short. Controlled. --- Ariana froze. --- Oliver didn’t move. But his attention sharpened immediately. --- “Check it,” he said calmly. --- Ariana hesitated. Just for a second. --- Then she reached into her pocket and pulled it out. --- Her fingers hovered over the screen. Not touching it yet. --- Then slowly… She unlocked it. --- The same thing happened. --- White screen. No app. No interface. --- Just text. --- But this time…

A chill ran down my spine, and my knees wobbled. With another in-depth breath, I propelled myself to move past the obnoxious feeling and typed in the four-digit pin. The lock disappeared, giving access to the home page and all the other applications installed. I swiped the screen down, my thumb hovering over fifteen missed calls from Daniel alone. My heart putter-pattered. Nerves shot throughout my body.

In the silent room, Only my breaths could be audible. My breaths were heavy and deep. Sweat was forming in my forehead, slowly rolling down the back of my neck. I closed my eyes shut and inhaled deeply. After composing myself, I opened my eyes. I shifted my gaze at the phone in my hand. It didn't have any pattern or password. I unlocked the phone with just a simple swipe of my finger on the screen. I saw only one number was saved there.

She picked up and tapped on the screen. However, it needed a password. She input Aaron’s birthday, but it didn’t turn on. After a brief pause, she input the twins’ birthday but it still didn’t unlock. None of them were correct. At this point, she was starting to get annoyed. However, after pondering on it some more, she tried to input their wedding date, and the iPad unlocked right away.

I close the page, return back there again and retry, end up on nothing again. I spin it fifteen more times with no luck. It is either rigged or I just have no luck. Sighing, I drop the phone, hoping both of them are safe.

Phoebe retrieved a highly advanced tablet from her black backpack and handed Suzanne a pair of headphones, placing the device within her reach. "This device is highly confidential and provided by our superiors. It contains detailed information about you, and only your unique iris pattern can unlock it. No one else can gain access. Why don't you give it a try?" Suzanne accepted the tablet, observing the iris scan prompt on the home screen. Aligning her eyes with the camera, she heard a beep resonate. Soon, the scan was completed, and the screen unlocked. Meanwhile, Phoebe remained nearby, vigilant and scanning the surroundings to ensure their safety.

What did the witch say about this? I shook my head. It should only be people she had a close relationship with… So who? I pressed the phone button and swiped the screen to take a proper look at the texts from the app but my actions were halted by the passcode. Ah shit… I have no idea what the code could be. I walked back to the stool and sat down. Doesn’t this have a fingerprint lock? I checked again but was disappointed that there wasn’t one… Oh, Jena! Why wouldn’t you keep a fingerprint lock? At least I could have gotten in then…