[center][color=turquoise][h2]Nyx[/h2][/color][/center] [center][img]http://i.imgur.com/zFEcFuj.png[/img][/center] Nyx reacted instantly, dropping a caltrop bomb between him and Erika and started backing up towards the exit. Still unable to see clearly, he accidentally bumped into Jukebox and stumbled a bit. As the bomb exploded, scattering sharp, iron spikes all over, the glitch made her move. Sure, he fought and shot her in the gut twice, with no result whatsoever. Then he tried a simple take down, except the ghost's grip on his collar was like steel. At this point, the rogue was at the girl's total mercy. [color=lightgray]"...ro....he...want....be...do...do you...want to...be a....hero?"[/color] The assassin turned his head to Mitsuki's, and his green eyes widened under the mask. Once again attempting to recoil by headbutting the psychotic hologram, and, to no avail, phased right through and pulled out in an instant. Then the tears fell and the arms came to surround him, almost in a familiar manner, as if they were lovers. [color=turquoise]"No... Go away! I'm not waiting to respawn for another day!"[/color] [color=lightgray]freew1LL.exe has stopped running[/color] As Erika glitched away, Nyx's screens were killed, either becoming static or blacking out. All that was left was a pair of eye holes to see through. Jukebox's radio disappeared, thankfully, and Nies's staff fell to the ground aflame. Then, out of nowhere, a sword slammed into the ground, started flying around the room, then made a b-line for the entrance. [color=lightgray]"Do you want to be a hero?"[/color] Jukebox's radio, unfortunately, reappeared, and Erika's body faded in and out... in and out... Nyx squinted, trying to make out a shape. And he did, except it was not anything like he expected. What was essentially the Grim Reaper himself emerged, and once again the line was repeated. [color=lightgray]"Do you want to be a hero?"[/color] Erika's form and the hooded figure started swapping out for each other rapidly, and Nyx called it there. He started running for the exit as the dungeon began to crumble, bits and pieces falling and digitizing as they landed. He stopped as his screens lit up, a loudly red message appeared on every single one of them, and he crashed. The game broke around him and he fell through the map, the game shutting down mere seconds before he broke his legs on the lower extremes of the sky box. [hr][center][color=turquoise][h2]Aaron Fletcher[/h2][/color][/center] [center][img]http://i.imgur.com/krky97Z.png[/img][/center] Aaron awoke and jumped, throwing the covers off of his body and grabbing a crowbar from under his nightstand. A light switch was flicked with the end of it and, after a quick scan of the room, determined that the threat was all in the game. The message, though, was very real, and Fletcher mumbled it to himself as he checked the clock. [color=turquoise]"1722 Wallen Street. 529. Saturday morning..."[/color] Making his way to the bathroom, the boy started up the shower and considered his options. He knew Jukebox, Nies, and Eclipse got the message as well if he did. The problem was, he was new to the area, all things considered, and knew literally no one. As he stripped and got under a scalding stream of water, he was considering his options. Follow the message to the address, or pretend nothing happened. A decision was made as Aaron toweled off and got dressed in a simple t-shirt and a pair of black jeans. Deciding to throw his pea-coat on and hide his crowbar in the back of it, he headed out in the coincidental direction of Cassandra and Eris. What fate had in store was completely unknown to him. [@Caits] [@TheWindel] [@McFazzer] [@KoL]