Meara had just finished shopping for some new clothes, including a piece to replace the one an Apex had eaten while she was taming it, when her phone started to go off with messages. She glanced at her phone and started to read them after seeing they were from the admin. At first everything had been normal, reminders to submit reports, reminders of food restocking, a nice announcement that portal were open to everyone. And then things started to get weird.

Her eyes widened when she read the messages that were just plain insulting and then suddenly very threatening. As soon as she finished reading the last message though, a lot of errors started to pop up and the screen seemed to brake and bleed.

Dorothy? What was going on?

Suddenly it was like everything changed and she remembered. She wasn't a Hunter at all! She wasn't even human! She was a Demon, a student of Amityville Academy! But how did she get here in this game? This dream?

Meara tried to think harder about the game and could recall that there had been some cryptic words before the game had started, the words telling her that she was basically just something to be played with for amusement. The voice itself seemed like a young boy, a child maybe, and something was disrupting it now. Something that was a shadow, something that wanted her to remember the truth.

She remembered now, but for how long that remained to be seen. Meara shook her head and rushed to her room. She had to leave herself something just in case she forgot again. Something to let her know she wasn't a Hunter. She was a Demon.

(wc 284)