The Trials of Sekhmet

He look at the different choices. They are grouped by difficulty. Most of them are base on mythologies The Helm of Orcus, The Search for the Odin’s Eye, Shiva: Era of Chaos, et cetera et cetera et cetera. He turned to Sorayama and smirked, “Well, shall we go boldly? Which one do you like the most, Cherry_Lotus?”

“Ok how about this one,” she places a finger on the one third from the bottom of the very hard list. John began protest, if for nothing else for the sake caution alone, but it is too late this accursed thing recognized this as their choice and now read, “You have chosen ‘The trials of Sekhmet’ please place your hands on the screen.” Two handprints appear on the screen.

John had had his fill. “Wow do I have a good feeling about this one after such a normal afternoon, a mysterious time stoping fog that seems to , a strange and insane old man helps us out at the price of playing this game the we left in the car but appears in the house, and when we get trapped with phones cars and cable down, nope nothing to fear,” he said sarcastically. "We passed hyper-freaking-fucked-up a million light-years back, I... We... there has to be a better way." He sighed, "something else we can try?"

Sarah asked, “You think we shouldn’t.” These words are followed by a fierce of thunder strikes. The house itself seems to bend from the ****.

“I think we should put our hands on the screen,” he answered, his voice hung low with resignation.

“Agreed”

They both placed hands upon the screen. Their bodies filled with warmth of the TV. “Sarah do you feel as stupi…” he did not get to finish the sentence for the two of them were quickly pulled by some other gravity through the screen. They saw all the cosmos fly by them as them fall. John was amazed that they were neither suffocating nor freezing in the cold of space. He looked over to see if Sarah was all right. She seems fine, but John noticed that she was now dressed in the out fit she selected. He looked at himself and notice he was too. At last, John saw a planet in the distance, their goal. Their descent never slowed, in fact as physics would dictate their moved ever faster. The two of them slammed into the ground at an unbelievable speed. However, neither Sarah nor John both seemed to be ok. “Sarah, how are you.”

“I’m fine,” she says as she rises. The two take a moment to look around. There is an altar near by on a hill. They ascended the hill with little trouble. On altar lay the kinds of weapons you had chosen back at the house. “Well that is kinda obvious.” She snorts. You grab the guns sword and staff.

Immediately a booming voice called, “WHO DARES TO TAKE THESE SACRID RELICS!!!” The two twirled around to face a 23’ tall lumbering troll.

“Had to pick one of the hard ones, huh?”

“How do you think we do magic, John,” she shouts over the beast's thundering steps.

“No idea we are stuck on melee for now!” The troll raised and lets fall a huge spiked club destroying the altar. Sarah and John dashed to either side to escape. It stuck in the stone. John lept around, disappointed at how poorly his body was responding. "Somabitch," muttered realizing the game world body would be no better than his real one. The beast still struggled with his lodged weapon. John took the sword and ran to the beast he then cut its left Achilles tendon. The Troll bellowed in pain and swings a massive arm at John tossing him forty feet. “Back up and take your shots, Sarah!” She does but the shots can't pierce its skin.

“Shit!”

The troll is still working on getting his club out. John took the chance to cut the other leg. He tries to attack you again but to no avail and now falls over backwards. “Sarah shot the eyes!” She runs up and leaps up on to his head and fires. The creature is dead. “Shit that was close."

“Yeah, let’s see what he had on him,” Sarah asserts. She looks all around through his clothes and quickly has a map, sack of coins and some food some very bad food. It takes some time but the two of them get their bearings and find the nearest town.

When they get to the village’s commons they saw that there is not much of anything some houses, a weapons shop, a temple, an armor shop, and a tavern.

“So John do you wanna split up and explore or what?”