“No stop!” The sound of a female shrieking in panic rung through the streets. Sitting up quickly Kali found herself on the street in a familiar setting. She had woken from a bad dream, at least that was she thought it had been but somehow it felt like she had found herself in another dream. Forcing herself to stand she immediately recognized the familiar buildings, they were buildings in the city of Malystare… this had been her last log out point. At least that was what she last remembered from last night. With a heavy groan she lifted her hand and shook her head, she had passed out last night on the table. She had been exhausted after work but insisted on playing since she was behind a few levels. Still now she was in game she figured it’d be best to level up now! 

She needed to leave the city grounds towards the field where some low level monsters were, she had been grinding for a bit but it was difficult. She had mistakenly chosen a pure healing class, meaning that levelling along took a lot longer. Without wasting another second she dashed away from the main city square only to bump into another player. The impact resulted in her falling back onto her bottom as she gasped out with surprise. That had hurt, the cobblestone ground wasn’t exactly the most comfortable spot to land over. The person in front looked flustered, warrior class she assumed by the way he was dressed. “Holy shit you’re an elf! Oh god, so you really do lose your identity,” the warrior claimed as he shook his head. Kali however was a tad bit confused over what he was talking about. Of course she was an elf it was the race she had selected. “You’re an elf too, or did you randomize your character?” Kali asked as she rubbed her bottom trying to relieve the pain. However the warrior in front of her shook his head. “You don’t get it do you! We’re in the game! All of us! This isn’t possible, I can’t log out!” He shouted as Kali noticed a few others dashing by her in a rush to get somewhere. She raised a brow and her lips parted ready to ask another question but the man in front of her had disappeared. 

“How preposterous, just go to your settings dimwit,” she whispered before glancing around. It took her a minute to release that she had no buttons to click on, there was no ‘I’ for inventory or ‘M’ for Map. All there was her staff in her right hand. She took see the levels of others around her, but other than that it was clear. Her heart sunk as she immediately began to worry. Surely it had to be a dream, there was no way for a game to physically suck someone into it. “Inventory!” She shouted only for it to pop up in her face as she screamed and fell back from shock. Placing her heart over her beating heart she tried to calm herself as she called out for Settings however nothing appeared. So she repeated the action, practically shouting settings which seemed to have caught the attention of a few because they started doing it. With a frustrated growl she recalled up her inventory and recognized the items she had in there. She had her old starter robe which she had planned on selling but had forgotten. A Mana potions and a ring. With a sigh she closed it and continued her way towards the exit, her hand touched the buildings occasionally feeling how real they were. Others continued to panic which she couldn’t blame, still she thought that in due time she would be woken up by her alarm for work.

Till then she had plans on making the most of this. Her staff was boring she needed another four more levels until she could select a subclass and get rid of this old staff. With a new goal in mind she left the large gates in hopes of fighting against those rabid rabbits. “So what was that skill called again?” She whispered to herself as she tapped the top of her staff against her chin.