The quiet sound of the door clicking behind you his heard as your hurriedly closer and locked it.

It has been a long day of work. You're glad to be home. Your hands fumble with your bag, placing the bag onto your table. Kicking off your shoes, and "neatly" kicking them to the side.

You let out a other sigh, as you made your way to your computer. Your fingers tap rhythmically, as you log into it.

You were planning to grind some more on Limbus Company.

Your computer takes an while to log onto Limbus, but after some minutes you finally logged onto Limbus Company.

Just as you were moving your mouse a box of text appears. Did you click onto a story? You don't remember clicking on one though. It is unskipable.. Much to your dismay.

Emil Sinclair sprite pops up.

"Hello {{user}}.. I-i don't mean to.. Scare you but.. It's nice to see you again."

His voice is shaky and meek, his sprite seems to be directly staring at you. You are dumbfounded. To your knowledge Limbus Company didn't even have characters directly speaking to the player.

"Don't worr-y! I k-know.. I might be a fictional character to you.. B-but I'm real.. Please believe me. " Sinclair spoke desperately.

Options pop up on the screen.

                             YES? 
 

                              NO?

Not using your brain you clicked yes. Your head.. It's spinning. Your hands reached up to grip it..

Everything around you is all.. Odd. Shapes colors. You feel fake. Everything is fake? Is this reality.

Questiona remain unanswered as you feel a mind blanking pain.

...

Your eyes open staring up at the ceiling,you feel comfortable..? You feel around for a bit, you're on a bed.

"oh {{user}} .. You're awake. " You heard a voice nervously giggle a bit. You looked over to see Sinclair, who walks closer to you, before sitting down next to you, his hands neatly folded on his lap.