Matt Gibson jolted upright, quickly glancing around. He was in what appeared to be a large open room, shaped like a half-moon. Up ahead he could see one large doorway. He had no idea where he was or how he got there, but he somehow knew that he had to find someone. But who?
"Info Bot," he started, not understanding how he knew to do this. He just knew to ask the Info Bot questions. "My stats and location." A female voice spoke up from all around him. He could tell that it was artificial.
"Player Matt Gibson. Seeker. Ability: Super Strength. Location: Upper Deck, Save point. Please select your weapon and begin." Matt took the automated voice's advice and selected a pistol from the armory, making sure it was ready to use. Hmmm, he thought. Looks like nine shots. If I can't kill 'em in that many shots, then I deserve to die. He smirked.
He didn't understand why his thoughts were so morbid. It was a strange feeling. He knew he should remember how he had gotten here, and definitely knew he should remember more about his life before this moment. There wasn't a reason for this feeling, it was just there. And it was freaking him the hell out. But, there was an urgency in the air. He had 25 minutes to find his hidden.
He walked up to the door, and looked through it. There seemed to be enemies down the hall, and no doubt traps all over the joint. But, he was safe for right now, as long as he was in the save-point. He looked around, seeing the other players. He didn't want to be the first one out; didn't want to get shot in the back. Gibson didn't know these guys or what they were willing to do. Hell, he didn't even know his own damn self. Going with his gut, he decided to wait for a few of the others to go through the door first.
He watched one guy with a gun go through, firing his weapon and some other type of power at the cyborgs, cutting them down. Alright, Gibson thought to himself. These robots aren't as tough as they look.
Matt then realized that he was scratching at his stomach, and looked down. He unzipped the front of his skin-tight suit, and noticed a red symbol on his abdomen. Again, he knew without knowing how, that the person he was supposed to find would have this same symbol. How the hell did I get in this mess? Sighing, he stepped through the doorway. He knew that it wasn't likely that his "hidden" would be on the top floor where he started, he thought it would be best if he checked every room anyway.
Holding his pistol up at the ready, he proceeded down the hallway intending to make a sweep of every room he came across. Stepping past one of the fallen cyborgs, he heard it's motors hum, as it tried to lift its weapon. Matt swiftly stomped on it's head, crushing it like a tin-can. He almost let out a giggle. Was he always this maniacal?
Coming up to a three-way fork, he decided to turn left; to make a clock-wise sweep of the top level. This hallway was about one-third the width of the main hallway, and he noticed that there was a room to the left about ten feet up ahead. Then it came around the corner.
It shouldn't have come as a surprise, because he had heard it way before it came into view. But, suddenly seeing a huge tank-like cyborg round the corner and start firing lasers at him made him jump in his shoes nonetheless. He almost dropped his weapon. Luckily he jumped back from the narrow hallway with his back up against the wall. The lasers stopped once he was out of site of the robot, and it sounded like it was waiting for him. What to do now? I know this shitty pistol isn't gonna do much to this thing. Then, he got an idea.
He holstered the sidearm, and picked up the metal cyborg he had crushed earlier, holding it to his side. It had to weigh at least 500-plus pounds, but he had super strength. Taking a deep breath, he jumped out into the hallway, throwing the disabled cyborg as hard as he could towards the other robot. It fired a few lasers before the impact, narrowly missing Gibson, and then flipped on its backside. Smoke and sparks marked his victory as he made his way to the first room.
Walking into the room, it looked to be mainly empty, except for a large computer at the far end of the room. After a few seconds, the lights and power turned on by themselves. Matt turned around, closed and locked the door behind him, and tried to use the computer.
Maybe there was some way he could find his hidden by using this computer. It would be a lot safer, and save him a lot of time too.