Worse Than Worse Than Life

Who: Sara, Keto, BTL constructions of their psyches
Where: VR Suite/BTL
When: Does time really apply in VR?
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<<SNIP>>
> "How do we get out of here?" Sara asked. This annoyed Keto.
> "If I knew how to get out, would I still be here?!"
<<END SNIP>>
Suddenly Keto blinked as realisation hit him.
"That liquid leaking into the VR machine," he asked, with
noticeably fake disinterest, "Was it coming from a broken vial on the
floor by any chance?"
"Yes, actually," replied Sara, who was trying to peer through the
encroaching fog, "You know, it's actually getting quite dark here..."
"And cold," agreed Keto.
"And wet."
"And full of nightmarish creatures."
"And...what?"
Keto pointed a shaking finger at the giant...*shape*...moving
through the fog around them, circling the small patch of clear ground
that they were still standing upon.
"What IS that?" asked Sara as a loud bellow emanated from the fog,
dying away to a foul snuffling sound.
"Whatever it is, I don't think it's going to be one of the
wonderful things this game was supposed to produce," murmured Keto,
spinning around and trying to keep an eye on all of the fog at
once, "I think the game's broken."
"No, REALLY?"
"Sarcasm will get you nowhere," growled Keto, ignoring the irony of
the fact that it was HIM saying this, "Nowhere safe, anyway.
Quickly, start digging."
Sara stared at him as if he had gone mad.
"Trust me," snapped Keto as the fog grew closer, "Our only hope is
that my...I mean, the...liquid has rearranged the VR circuits'
connection with the ship's computer."
"In English."
"We might be able to get out of the VR machine into another
computer system on the Blue Dwarf."
"So why dig?"
"It's either dig, or run out into the fog. Your choice," said
Keto, starting to scrabble in the sand.
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OOC: Tag Sara or anyone else who wants to be dragged into this. ;)