Shingen 

The smell of fresh grass, and birds were the first thing Shingen noticed. Next came screams, and panic. Stumbling awake he lost his balance. His arms were longer, his body taller. Around him other players, and NPCs all of whom confused. Shingen rose to his feet gaining some semblance of balance, he looked down at his body best he could, and he saw the garbs that his character wore. A dark red, and black robe common to Necromancers. Watching as others opened their menus he tried the same, the log out was gone and his list of friends showed no one online. As he gradually began to walk he made his way through a crowd as they talked."You've tried the log out right? I mean it has to be there!" "What do think I'm doing!?" "Is this real It can't be right? No way, I was at home munching on snacks, no way, just no way." 

Shingen continued to move past them, almost in a daze himself. Everything was so.. Surreal. He bent over and ran his fingers through the dirt. He could feel it, smell it. He was no longer at home, no he was in Elder Tale!