Patrick rushed back from work that afternoon. It was a stormy afternoon, the kind that soaks you up to your underwear, turns trees roots up, and blows your neighbor's paid tv antenna. He rushed to watch the new season of The Glorious and the Infamous, his favourite soap opera. He made some popcorn, actually, a large bucket. The tv show ended in a nerve-gripping, highly promising scene, meant to be continued next week. ''Oh My!'' Patrick cried out of excitement. The doorbell rang. RRRRRRRRIIIIIIIII- iiing! Then Patrick remembered. All his friends were gathering that afternoon to play Crystal Realm: Apocalyptic Presentiment. He shook the sofa cushions, ridding it of spare popcorn, turned on his laptop, and rushed to the door. He opened it. In came Rick, Marcus, and the young Katja. ''Come in dudes! Let's do this! Let's play C.R.A.P.!!! '' And so, the odd group of friends sat in front of the laptop, looking at the screen with excitement. But, storms sometimes do more than just turn trees upside down and ruin your hair. Ligthning struck right at Patrick and his friends. By the time they recovered their consciousness, they realized something terrible. They were stuck inside the game. And they were level 1.