By Chris Munroe
As the assassins kicked in my bedroom door, I knew the game was up.
“Don’t hate the player,” I called as I bolted for the window, “hate the game!”
But they wouldn’t listen.
“You think we’re playing games with you?” Their leader asked as they wrestled me to the floor. “This is no game!”
I thought it was game over for sure, but before they could finish me off, my alarm clock sounded!
I woke just in time to see the team of assassins kicking in my bedroom door. And that’s when I realized…
I was still inside the game.