Breaking The Game

Rassie called up Nadine, using the Rune platform. She wondered if anybody was still using that instant messaging system, as recently the people she was observing behind those television camera placed in through a secure location attachment, was that they were using some other system. Because they were already suspecting something was up with their L.E.D displays, the standard television format for those that were no part of the underground, they were using some sort of dialect that she was unable to recognize. Thus this was a gamble. Part of her actually want to go on-site, in order to ask directly. Even though she was no longer enthused by her present line of work, she figured they would probably view her as a traitor. After all the sand crawler riders were in unruly bunch. In her mind she pictured one of them taking her head off with a guillotine gun, and placing her head on a stick. Did not want to think about that again, that sucked dick. At a moment’s notice, she got the call.

“Who is it, and what are you wanting?” Richard said.

“I’m here to speak to Nadine.” Rassie said.

“Quite, I don’t use that name yet.”

“Wait, your Nadine?”

“Yet, that needs explanation.”

They were at the sports bar, Nadine ordered them a beer. Though she knew that in this country she was no old enough to drink, she thought it would be unfair to complain sense she was buying her dinner, and she asking for information out of the kindness of her heart. “So why did you decide to break the game?” said Rena, with her black arch support clogs with the side buckle strap tucked to her side while she sat at one of the tables by the window glass. “Normally I would have expected you to have saved that fairy girl.”

“Well I don’t exactly like fairies.” said Nadine.

“And your not just jealous?” Rassie said, snickering.

“Well they can change at will, I’m stuck as a human.” said Nadine.

“So it is jealously.” said Rassie.

“Ok fine yea, but something is different about her.” said Nadine.

“Like what?” said Rassie.

“Well, she was counting on me.” Nadine said, then took a sip from her overly large bottle of beer. She decided to have a drink, even though ordinarily drinking beer in particular tended to cause head aches. “I have never been counted on before.” Rena wondered why Nadine would be willing to give some personal information to her, as she did not even know who she was. If she did, did not seem to care that much. Almost like she knew that she was going to die soon anyway, as her jittering robotic arm would suggest.

“I want you to show me the bridge, to Voreth’s Promise.” Rassie said.

“You mean that game I downloaded?” Nadine said.

“I have a feeling about it, that it’s not a game you downloaded.’ Rassie said.

“Right, whatever. This dark brew is fantastic.” Nadine said.

“Don’t misdirect the conversation!” said Rassie, face palming.

It was then Nadine remember how she opened a portal to another universe, though it was supposedly under the guise of a video game.

Nadine would have been tormented by nightmares, but her experience with her good friends perishing under the teeth of the pit-wolves teeth played like a universal video tape being rewinded and played to the end. Yet there were none tonight. The trodes activated the same bio-sensors that triggered sleep in any normal person. Even an insomniac like Nadine could be in the dream world forever and ever. This everlasting dream was like no other. She longed for the coming darkness, as the light was not a normal light. But the eyes of god watching, peering. Lurking, yet for whatever reason the beings that always watched from the sky never did. It was a game of dream-space cat and mouse. Nadine always woke up screaming, a cold colder than any cold she aver experienced before.

For Nadine it was like watching scenes from a game. They played with no interaction, and looking back she wondered why she didn’t assume.

She heard voices, in the darkness the was like a dimly lit prison.

“Brother, I think I’ve found –” Elena said to Al-diel.

“Don’t tell me, you think you’ve found the hero?” Al-diel said to Elena.

“Well, Millie found someone the other day.”

“What, Millie handled a non-kin. And your allowing –”

“Where else am I going to take her, do you really think I’m going to let her die?”

“We don’t need another hero Elena. We are doomed.”

“You may have given up, but I have not.”

“Fine, but first I’d like to know where they have come from.”

But in the present.

“I wanted to see if I could break the game.” said Nadine.

“Well you broke the game alright.” said Rassie.