Melissa does not know who she is anymore. With the accident and that which got revealed before, she now seemilngly got nothing left and does not feel at home. She is restless with that aimless anger adrift inside of her. And the only one she could blame was that goddamned VR-Game ‘Avalon’. Well and maybe her husband, but who would dare blame the pour man in a coma? The worst part was that Avalon the game was slowly but surely vanishing from the market as after almost 15 years their competitors finally cracked the code to the real life- feeling that was Avalons last remaining selling point. Now the company that had whored itself out so bad, even hardcore fans were leaving the VR-MMORPG was roumored to shut their door and Melissa had never even gotten the chance to play. Authers note: This story is written in unsorted - unbundled scenes, not chapters. It is part in the real world, part in game