May 9th, 2029.
"So when do you get out?" I asked.
"Tomorrow afternoon."
I was upstairs talking with Victoria, who's real name was Brandie. She was a lot nicer outside of the game.
"My brother saw me yesterday, he's with my mom now."
"That's good." I smiled, "I'm still sorry about your older brother." I told her.
"Don't be, you did nothing wrong. I'm the one who messed up." She said. "I just wanted to find them so we could be together. Now Frank's (Fang) dead because-"
"Don't you dare." I snapped. Brandie gave me a shocked look.
"It isn't your fault. What happened in the game, it was a set up. What happened wasn't our fault."
She shook her head and looked the other way for a moment. Then she looked back at me."
"I killed people in that game." She cried, "That happened. I killed people who died in the real world out here. I'm responsible for that."
"And so am I. I killed people too. I guess we're both that way." I said holding her hand in mine.
