You'd think the smell in here was terrible.

But it wasn't like that

This was the area that had been cleared but wasn't used as a stage.

Just a perfectly clean channel, with water I would definitely drink.

It would be very beneficial to have a map.

But I would never trade security for that.

I realize it's beyond foolish to just wander around this dungeon.

But there was this infinitesimal chance that I could reach the edge of town.

Suddenly a disgusting smell emerges.

The way it was supposed to smell in here.

Even though everything inside me refused to track the stench.

I figured this would be a good possibility to find other players.

As I followed the stench, the appearance also adjusted itself bit by bit.

More and more crap and piss appeared. Literally

All the newspapers now paved the way

The grunting of zombies from afar. Followed by two muffled sounds.

[All P2's neutralized. Returning Back to Base]

First Soldier

What a relief to finally hear from other players.

Without hesitation I approached them.

After all, they know where the base is.

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[Wait thats not a P2]

Second Soldier

[Ey Girl, are you suicidal?]

First Soldier

Girl? What the heck? What's wrong with them?

It took me a little while to realize what a ridiculous impression I was giving them.

My blue dress.

My golf club.

All in all, nothing you normally expect to see in an apocalypse.

[That's not a girl, that's a drag queen.]

First Soldier

[There is no way anyone could survive. Not here, not without equipment, not in a dress like this.]

Second Soldier

When I examined them more closely, I realized they were no ordinary soldiers.

They seem to belong to some kind of science fiction unit.

They had oversized helmets, it looked more hilarious than serious.

[Hello fellow players!]

Jens Mueller

[What the hell are you talking about? It seems we found another fried lunatic.]

Second Soldier

[It would be a miracle to find anyone still sane in a place like this.]

First Soldier

Well, either this world isn't a game at all, which is most likely the case.

Oh, boy, I've ruined any hope for proper communication.

I think they honestly believe that I'm insane.

I guess it's not the first time they've met a loony.

Then I suppose that I must have to put myself in that role...

[O noble knights, I hereby seek an audience before your king.]

Jens Mueller

[Ehhh.. Good Sir.. I shall.. decline your offer.]

First Soldier

This is very odd, I really didn't expect this kind of response.

Maybe they are instructed to leave confused people in their delusion.

After all, it's a mental reflex to avoid tremendous mental strain.

Or maybe just maybe they are really bored.

Either way, I have to keep my role.

[Nevertheless we can accompany you to the city.. ehh.. walls.]

First Soldier

[I have neither gold nor silver, but my everlasting gratitude shall be your reward.]

Jens Mueller

[With the deepest pleasure, my queen.]

First Soldier

I know they're mocking me, but this is the best way to get out of this town alive.

When I got so close to them, I could get a glimpse of their weapons.

They were long rifles, which had eight capsules at their base.

These capsules are filled with a orange glowing liquid.

Their clothes were all white. They looked incredibly similar to the soldiers from hunger games.

They seemed to use some kind of noise-cancelling technology because their steps don't make any noise at all.

[My queen, I'm afraid we part ways here.]

First Soldier

It seems we've reached an outlet of drainage pipe.

Beside the pond a forest can be made out in the distance.

[I have taken up enough of your precious time.]

We split up.

The sun slowly began to set.

Maybe I should have claimed the protection of the soldiers a little longer.