It is about the game the old man gave you

He hurried down the hall and met Sarah. “Hey Sarah what is it?”

“Umm didn’t we leave that game in the car?”

“What game?” In the madness of the evening, he had forgotten all about the game the old man had given you two.

“The game the old man gave us.” Her face is full of worry.

“Yeah so?” he asked.

“Well I found it here on the coffee table and it is bone dry.” She holds up the game.

“Well Sarah that is appropriately weird for this day. Oh, boy.”

“What, John?” Asked Sarah.

“We promised we would play the game right? After a day like this I afraid to break such a promise.”

“I don’t think whatever is controlling this day is going to give us a choice.”

“What exactly do you mean?”

“I checked the phone it's out; the car is dead and. . . ” Sarah turned on the TV. As she changed channels, he saw that every channel was covered in snow. The cables had fallen in the storm.

“Damn, Sarah, this is not right, I was just kidding about this stuff back there in the car, but everything together, I mean something is going on.” This whole thing blows his mind. His whole life he have studied science and so John understood how the world worked why things happened and so on. Now he couldn’t explain what was going on to save his life. He look up to see how late it is and are greeted by yet another shock. It is 3:30 P.M. No time at all has pasted since they two left the school. He fell to the couch in the living before the television.

“What is it now John?”

“Sarah look at the clocks.” He responded. She starts running through out the house. At last, she returns.

“Holy Shit!” this shocked him as much as anything else, he never thought he would hear the quite Sarah Sorayama say ‘holy shit.’ “They all say it’s about 3:30, but we were driving for hours on end.”

“Do you think we should forget the game and just try get away from all this?” A bolt of lightning strike with in half a mile of the house and the thunder shakes the entire house.

“No, I do not think we should make a break for it.”

He looked around for a second, “I agree.”

She typed in Sarah Sorayama as her real name and Cherry Lotus as her Code name. Next it asked for Player one to design a character, the program's questioned are very detailed; it asked some very intimate and some very strange questions, but ultimately she came out with a character that was a human priestess or white mage of some sort. The kind of character that was strong on defense and healing magicks and in most games got really strong holy warring spelled near the of a game. It asked her to confirm if this was the type of character, she wants. Sarah selected yes and immediately a nude figure appeared on the screen, and request for her to select clothing and gear. The character looked a lot like Sarah physically, but the breast look like they may be a little bigger than her own, he smile inwardly. “Holy shit, don’t look John.” He closed his eyes and turned his head. Some time later she said, “Ok I’m done, you can look.”

Her Character had some very sexy white booted that go up to just above the knees, and was wearing a really short white mini-skirt. Her character also had a white top that showed off her shoulders, cleavage, and bellybutton but also covered her armed and down to her handed leaving, just her fingered exposed. A white hooded cloak that went down to the ground covered her. The character had one leg and arm seductively wrapped around a long wooden staff and the free arm was dangling straight down holding a shotgun. Her eyes are emerald green like Sarah’s, but the computer character's are also glowing. Finally, she had a Cherry colored Lotus blossom on her left breast over her heart.

"Hey, I thought this was a sword and shield, game. Where the fuck did you get the gun?" queried John.

"It was an option." She stated matter of factly.

"Cool"

“Strange,” she said.

“What?” John asked.

“I did not pick that tattoo; somehow, the program knew to translate the code name into a tattoo.”

“Weird, but not unexpected with this day. I think I'm more surprized how sexual your character is. A bit more than I expected to see.”

“What?” she responded. “Can’t a girl let her hair down now and again?”

“That’s not all you let down.”

“Shut-up” she said with a grin as she playfully swatted at jo,. “Here it’s your turn,” she hands you the other controller.

He was prompted for his name and a code name. He entered "John Doe" and “Maester Swoerd". Next, the game asked him to design a character, the program's questions are very detailed; it asks some very intimate and some very strange questions but ultimately…