Sleep

Part 3

Rubbing my head, I looked up from the ground where I was laying. All the characters from before stood around, drinking or getting high.

Feeling mildly dizzy still, I pushed myself to my feet. Must've hit my head.

Walking towards the couch, I shuffled past Moo and Nogla, and dropped down against it, next to Delirious.

Immediately, the talking started.

"Sorry I couldn't catch you"

"Are you ok?"

"This is so weird"

"We couldn't pick you up"

"She lives!"

Grunting, I shook my wrist with the watch on it.

"I shouldn't have put on text to speech. Will you all shut up for a second?!" Cradling my head, I looked across to Delirious, noticing he no longer had the mask on, and now his clown makeup covered fave was revealed.

"I wonder" they all watched quietly as I reached a finger up to the characters face, sliding it along his cheek.

It left a long smudged line, and white on my finger. I could actually interact with them. Just like they were normal people.

Everything felt so REAL.

My head started throbbing as I started thinking, and I raised a hand to rub my temple as I examined the paint on my finger.

"I can touch you all, like you're real."

Again, I was reminded by Vanoss;

"You're in our game."

Sighing, I wiped my finger off on my pants, and looked across at the character model. Then stopped to think. Say this were a game, where would his view be angled. Considering Moo and Nogla were to his right and blocking view, and he would be looking at me, that'd mean he'd be angled left, right?

Looking to where my guess was, I stared at the area, as if staring into space. It felt a little awkward, but I held my ground against the dream people.

"If this is real, who am I looking at, huh? I should be looking right at one of you. Can you prove to me I'm not dreaming?"

Technically, it didn't make sense. If it were a dream, they'd be figments of my imagination and therefore know whatever I knew. But I was stubborn.

"You're looking at me. It's kinda creepy." Came from Vanoss, but I just brushed it off.

"You're my dream, of course you'd know what I'm thinking." I argued. A sudden realisation of how silly this was flooded my mind. If he's my dream, am I technically arguing with myself?

"Fuck sake! Why don't we just kick them out? Or quit game? They could be hacking" said wildcat. I almost chuckled at the more monotone voice that it came through as, when he was clearly frustrated and would probably be shouting if he could actually say it.

But then I frowned. What would happen to me if the did quit out? CAN they kick me?

"We can't kick them, I tried when this all started" I could almost hear the eye roll from Moo as he typed that. Of course he'd already tried.

Droid wobbled his character towards me, evidentially super drunk.

"Can we keep the chica? Maybe it's a glitch or Easter egg. She's a cute pet"

Glaring up at him, I stuck my tongue. It was immature, but I was sure it'd get the message across that I didn't agree with being a pet. Plus, it was mildly satisfying being childish.

"I'm not a glitch! I'm a fucking living, breathing human!"

Nogla, who had been silent since I'd woken up, spoke. Or, typed.

"I know it's insane for someone to be in the game, but it's a bit odd. Characters can't exactly interact with things how she is" he said, raising his characters arm to point at Delirious' face.

There was a pause in all conversation for a while, before Nogla's character disappeared.

What happened? Had he disconnected?

Realising they were probably talking amongst themselves and that I couldn't hear it, I assumed they'd argued and Nogla had rage quit.

Damn, the only one almost on my side.

Tears again started building in my eyes as I stood up from the couch, walking towards the alcohol.

Normally, I didn't cry too much, but this was scaring me. I was confused and anxious and just wanted to drink away some of my concern.

Picking up a glass, I threw back a shot that burned it's way down my throat, filling up a second as I cringed. Putting the lid back on the bottle, I walked back to the couch with the drink, swirling the liquid to entertain myself.

Randomly, Delirious stood from the couch and walked towards the bottle, and my blue eyes tracked his movements. Standing in front of it, he did nothing. Furrowing my eyebrows, I looked around to see Droid walking towards him. He stepped back, and Droid stepped forward, only to do nothing either.

"Girl, bring the cup here"

Scratching my shoulder, I realised I was yet to share my name. Throwing back the shot, I coughed once before moving towards them.

"I'm Luna, if you wanted to know."

Sitting down the glass where it originally was, I watched as Droids character suddenly sat to pour a drink.

I watched as liquid poured out, but the bottle didn't empty. With shock, I also noticed that it had emptied when I poured my drinks, however.

"When I interact, the environment acts like it's real" I stated, almost to myself.

"What?"

Looking delirious' character in the eye, I elaborated.

"When I interact, shit happens. When I poured a drink, the bottle emptied. When I touched your face, the paint rubbed off. You guys can't do that"

There was a brief second as people stopped to type or think. Which, I wasn't sure.

I wished I could hear what they were saying amongst themselves. I felt like a friend, excluded from a group secret.

When no reply came, I marched towards Delirious' character and raised my hands to grab his face. Wiping my fingers down each side, I left lines of missing paint, further demonstrating my point.

Then came a reply.

"I think I just felt that"

(1033 words)

Update! Second one for today. Or technically not, because it's 1am, so a new day. But I felt like writing an update.

There may be silly mistakes through out, but just point them out and I'll fix it, I'm writing on phone in the wattpad app and not rereading or editing, so...

Love anyone reading!! <3