The Real Virtuality

You got a better plan?

I remember when we came in the place, the radio tower was behind mountains, if I could try to pin point where I was, I could find the path that leads me between those mountains to reach the tower easier. I continued down the path I had found trying to keep my eyes peeled for anything that could possibly help me find the path better. I could try just looking up but the trees were kind of blocking my path. There wasn't just that, I also had to be careful for whatever was out there roaming in the forest.

Earlier, with the other group

Lost and Weeb were still having a conversation about cooking recipes they had learned from their families, not noticing that someone wasn't in the group anymore. Whenever they got to the cross path, Lost looked over to both of them and then at Weeb still focused on her speech before going Left. Malt at this point was just right behind them, he did in fact see that Mousey wasn't there anymore but he didn't really pay attention to tell them as he was lost in his own thoughts. "And that's why purple carrots are better to use for it, even if they're different colors, they're still very good-" weeb was cut off but Lost looking back and immediately asking "where's my granddaughter?" Weeb looked back aswell before spinning around "I thought she was following us. Malt? Where did she go?"
He snapped back to reality facing them. He saw that they finaly that mouse was gone "oh, she went off the tracks earlier"

It could be felt that Lost was fuming "off the tracks!? And you didn't think to tell us!?" He screamed at his face. Malt didn't seem to care much tho. "I was too distracted to care and besides, there's nothing bad here anyway. It's just a big forest, we'll cross path-" theyre conversation was interrupted by a loud growl of a beast coming their way from the bushes "OH SHIT RUN!" Weeb yelled out before they all started to book it down the path. "I thought you said this place was a peaceful world to take a trip in the forest!?" Malt snarled at weeb as they were running. "It was! Im sorryy!! i guess i was wronggggg" They didnt have to run for too much before they could cross a path between 2 mountains that leaded to a more bigger field to which had a radio tower. Whatever was chasing them, seemed to not be able to get pass the path. "Well shit, now how do we get mouse back!?" Weeb said in a panic. Malt shrugged laughing a bit "guess we let mother nature decide huh?" he bursted laughing before he received a punched in the stomach by Lost who wasnt very humored. He stumbled back a bit holding onto his stomach but not seeming like he took in a full hit "fuck you that was funny!"

After a bit of deciding, they realized the best bet was to try and get to the radio tower that was just near them. Having the high ground would be better for them to find her easier. The hell was that monster anyway? "A wendigo." "Huh?" "It was a wendigo, I remember seeing a bunch of wendigo drawings in a cabin last time I came here with Jack" "oh that's epic." Lost said a bit with a few excitement from the knowledge of the beast being in the game. But back to the point. They climbed the top of the tower which was pretty damn high. Ofc it's a radio tower. Inside the cabin on top, there was a radio. Apparently we could talk into it. There was also a map laid on the wall to which marked a view spots to where other radios were.

Weeb started to just call for mousey into the radio, to which they did not get a response. They must've waited for another 10 minutes of trying to call her out in the radio. Malt was getting irritated "gosh. You can very much tell she's not responding, we don't even know if they even work on the other side!" He snapped. "Well if you have any other fucking idea demon of my grandchild. Go on. Aren't you like linked with her or something? Cant you just speak to her?" Malt was left a bit shocked before he snickered "idiot, not when I'm my own person. It would be a nightmare having to hear her all the times when I'm allowed to be free." "Yet you can share your pain with her?" He questioned going over to him slowly "only if I decide too, reducing the damage and therefore I can keep my strength. If I'm too weaken or "dead" I get back to her a while." He scoffed a bit not seeming fan of going back there. "That's perfect then!" Lost got up and grabbed a hold of Malt's neck and got to the edge of the radio tower hovering him off the platform. It was such a sudden surprising move that TV boy wasn't prepared for this at all. All he did was hold onto his arm quickly. " HEY ARE YOU CRAZY!? ARE YOU TRYING TO KILL ME!?" "Yes that is the plan. If you are smart about this, you'll let yourself and help Mousey find her way back to us. Unless you Want to suffer from her being torn to pieces by a giant beast with an uncontrollable AI? This if your fault she's out there alone. Now do us a favor and get my grandchild back." He said before shoving him off.

"That was rather cruel Lost.." Weeb said as she watched. Even if she stepped in, she couldn't really do much. "He'll be fine. He can take it. It's not like it's the first time he's fallen, trust me, he will know what's best"

Malt's POV

Well shit now, I knew he hated me but at this point to kill me or perhaps Its because of how much he cares about her. I really thought of just minimizing the pain if I transfer it. But at this point it wouldn't kill me and I'd have my bones shattered. God. That wise man knew about it too. I embraced the impact against the ground feeling everything hurt for a second before fading into darkness. Dying once again in one shot isn't the worse. It just takes a while before, yep here I am- "WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING!?" "AHH!! WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE!?" Mousey screamed in panic as she was dangling on a tree branch, almost falling from surprise. "I came to help you get to us and seems like you're literally trying to kill yourself! Get down from there! I didn't die just to come watch you be an idiot!" We argued for a while as she was making her way down. God damnit this kid is gonna be the death of us. Again. At this point we should put up our own record "how many days can we go without dying?" I'd love to see us past a week.