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As you are freshly integrated we will be keeping you in a small pocket dimension while your planet is properly processed and integrated into the system.

Please take your time to familiarize yourself with everything for the next 120 days in our wonderful tutorials before being transported back to your planet.

To help ease the transition we have happily designed the tutorials off of your planet and which tutorial you get depends on where you were when the system integrated. All for your convenience!

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Before Quill could even make sense of what he just read another screen flashed in front of his eyes

Congratulations! You have unlocked the “traits” Category in your status screen!

Quill glared at the screen. He didn’t recall anything about hallucinations being so coherent but then his only experience with such things was five minutes ago with the sentient smoke thing so maybe this was normal.

He scooted himself to the bench and sat down with a groan before noting that his pool of vomit was noticeably absent and so he probably hallucinated that too for pete's sake!. Why couldn’t hallucinations be pleasant?

Quill promptly flopped himself on the bench and yelped as he sat up and looked at the bench. Not because it was unpleasant to lie on. Because it was! The hostile architecture was gone! It was just a normal comfy stone slab of blissfulness!

Pleasant hallucination it was! Quill laid down with a giggle almost escaping his lips. He could have used a pillow but who cares. Well if he was going to go insane. He could really use a big greasy cheeseburger with bacon, tomatoes, lettuce, enough sauce to be messy, some extra salty fries and an ever so sweet milkshake! What do you say brain???

He lay there in silence with a lack of food appearing out of nowhere. Yeah, that was probably too much to hope for.

A distant yet loud crash echoed across the station coming from the platform where the escalators led. Quill tilted his head awkwardly up from the bench to see if he could see what the sound was but couldn’t see anything.

Well if his hallucinations were visual he might as well add auditory to it as well. Should he investigate? Sure! Why not see how deep this rabbit hole went. Maybe his cheeseburger was where the sound was if he was lucky.

He looked at the small screen that displayed the times with the trains and noticed that instead of saying when the next colored train was supposed to arrive it just said “Arriving in 25 minutes” Probably some technical glitch or something. He would find out what train was arriving when it showed up, either way he had plenty of time, so with a grunt of effort he sat up from the bench and began to make his way to the escalators.

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He tilted his head with a frown as he began walking. Something seemed slightly off and it took Quill a second to recognize that the station looked different. One, the ads that decorated the wall were just blank white screens or posters. Two, the architecture seemed different in a way he couldn’t quite place. And three, the escalators weren’t moving. They were just stairs but as in they had actually transformed into stairs. Nothing escalator-like about those stone stairs.

Quill rubbed his eyes to see if things would change back when he looked back at them again but nope. They were all the same…. What did that screen say about putting him in an area similar to the planet? It also said something like checking his status before exploring.

A translucent screen flashed in front his face the moment he thought that.

Quill ERROR

Lvl: 1

Race: Human (unranked)

Body: .6

Mind: .8

Soul: ERROR

Buffs/ailments: Insanity (weak)

Skills:

traits: ERROR (unique)

Well that was hardly helpful. What’s with all these errors anyways? Even his last name was an error. How hard was it to… too….

Quill froze in place at the bottom of the stairs. What the hell was his last name? He certainly had one but... He scrunched his brows trying desperately to remember what it was. He knows he had one.

Had one.

Had.

Had!

“HAS!” Quill spoke loudly with frustration and anger boiling up. His eyes snapping towards the buffs and ailments where it listed him as being insane.

“This shit better be temporary. I don’t need my hallucination screen playing therapist for me.” he muttered.

Perhaps what bothered him the most was whatever last name he had…. Has! Whatever last name he has felt like it no longer was his. That something else had taken its place and his name was different…

Another crash snapped him out of his thoughts and he looked up the stairs that used to be escalators. Still couldn’t really see anything that was causing the sound and so he started to march up the stairs.

As he crested the stairs and peered over them, he just saw the hallway that turned off towards the gate. A couple of the lights were flickering giving it a very eerie feeling.

The sound that had probably caused the crashing could be heard just around that corner by the gate and where the guard was. Please be the guard doing something weird or stupid and hopefully not another hallucination. He has had enough of those for one stupid night.

He started walking through the hallway, the flickering lights naturally got his mind thinking about every worst possible scenario and seemed to settle on him seeing a ghost when he turned the corner.

“Please, at least let the ghost be friendly or at least pretty. I don’t want a scary ghost. If the ghost is at least pretty I’ll be okay dying that way. Would be one funny obituary at least." He tried to make a light-hearted joke as he turned the corner and sadly didn’t see any pretty ghosts.

Instead he saw the security guard lying dead with his chest torn up and on top of said guard was a giant fucking rat the size of medium dog devouring his entrails with a sickening crunching and squishing.

If Quill had anything left in his stomach he would have certainly thrown up again but that didn’t stop him from dry heaving as the smell of the blood hit his nose. Thankfully the Rodent of Unusual Size was busy eating the guard to have noticed him and he very slowly began to step back.

It was in that moment that he noticed the second rat, slightly smaller than the first and sadly not distracted with eating the dead guard with its beady eyes fixed squarely on him.

Quill took another step back and the rat took a step forward. He took another step back and the rat took yet another step forward.

He quickly pivoted and bolted towards the stairs that used to be escalators as the sound of claws scurried across the tiles signifying that the rat was now chasing him and he hoped against all hope that this was indeed just another hallucination.