Game On
by WarPaint3

Am I dead?I don't move. I don't speak. I can't breathe on my own. But I'm not dead. I live in Pandemonium, the virtual reality that I'm stuck in. I drink my meals through a tube, but I eat delicious foods every day -and I even enjoy a beer if I'm with my friends.The Gods have made it very clear: no one will save us. We're in this battle alone and we have only ourselves to blame. What did I expect from a company that just started up? Of course, their second human trials would have glitches.And now we're stuck here. Their promises of freedom are shallow, so I control my future. I fear no one; no man, no weapons, no army and no Gods.This isn't a game anymore.And, I trust no one.