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even comes on screen. It’s like she’s trying to play poker with a lie detector strapped to her.” Stephanie leaned back and chugged an entire soda right in front of Kass. She then crushed the empty can on her head. It was a move that would have been right at home for a frat guy who had drunk one too many next to pool table, but it just didn’t suit the petite blonde.
    “Really? Sis isn’t that bad at deception, is she?” Darwin’s face was full of curiosity.
    That’s right , Kass thought. He never knew his sister. All of that happened before he ever even found out that there were others like him. She kept watching him, his face lighting up as Stephanie and Charles both talked about his sister, but somewhere in the middle of their conversation, something started to dawn on her. She had been vaguely aware of it from the start, but the significance of what she was looking at hadn’t exactly hit her right away. For the past day or two, she had been staring at Darwin’s face set underneath those sinister horns. Hours of seeing him with the fearsome protrusions had conditioned her to think they were normal.
    But this wasn’t Tiqpa. She hadn’t used her dive device to enter a fantasy world this time. Everything was real now, and she was staring at a giant man with demonic horns in real life. Darwin’s characteristic red eyes were almost ignorable in Tiqpa, a world where the magical was expected, but here they were frightening and inexplicable. Here, every miniscule imperfection on his horns wasn’t an impressive feat of graphic design, but a terrifying fact that sent chills up and down her spine. She tried to wrap her head around what she was looking at, and it became a little more than she could handle. She had been absconded from an interview and driven into the middle of nowhere, but she could handle all of that. She could process all of that. In a way, it kind of made sense. It wasn’t right--she should be angry, not joking around with these people--but it at least was within the realms of reality. Yet, here and now, there was something she just couldn’t comprehend. From the piercing red eyes that seemed to eat her soul to the gigantic horns, it all wasn’t right. This just . . . This just can’t be real . . .
    “Kass? Kass, are you okay?” She heard a voice as her vision faded to black, and she felt herself faint from the pressure of everything. Subconsciously, part of her knew, without a doubt, that she wasn’t in Tiqpa anymore. After all, there wasn’t a friendly little ‘you’ve passed out’ message box.
     
    Ashish :
    Ashish dusted off the soles of his feet as he walked into the bar. “Is this the place?” he asked the giant, earth-colored Jotunn next to him. “We didn’t make this trek all the way to furry land for nothing, did we?”
    “Relax, little one.” The Jotunn, who stood at least eight feet tall, laughed. “We were close by to begin with since you insisted on us going south for a dungeon. It’s not like it was much of a detour.”
    “Alright, well, where is she then?” Ashish scanned the establishment he and his towering companion had just entered. It seemed to be a sort of tavern. Whereas everything else in the vicinity had been rather floridly ornate, this particular bar was not. It was as plain as could be: wood, brown and unfinished, flanked them on all sides. The walls were made of it, the four-peg stools lining the bar were made of it, and even the chairs and tables were made of it. The only thing that wasn’t the same drab color were the people and the lanterns. This place could really use an interior decorator. Millions put into VR design, and the best they can come up with is this for a tavern? Ashish grumbled to himself as he looked around, his eyes darting from patron to patron.
    Everyone in here is a darn furry. What is wrong with this place? Ashish continued to complain to himself. When the game had come out, he had immediately skipped over the plain, animal-like