'You, a female insist on becoming the leader of this group?'
'What's so bad about that? You're a female yourself.'
'You are not qualified.'
The girl ripped her sleeve apart and slid it up to show a deeply inked snake tattoo circling around the tanned skin of her left wrist.
A girl walked swiftly into a small but clean looking game store at the corner of a street near her apartment.
The store consisted of many rows of video games in different prototypes in slick wooden shelves and cupboards. There was one special column of shelves dedicated to a brand new prototype of games, it was named the Sensory Prototypes that allowed the player to transport their mind and being into the actual game itself. However it came with servere consequences that made itself clear that only boys and girls above the age of eighteen were allowed to purchase the games in this section of game stores.
She messed up her hair and pulled up the grey hood of her jacket over her head hoping to hide most of her younger facial features and grabbed the first game on the shelf. She placed the DVD onto the cashier desk and rummaged around her wallet, grabbing a few bundles of notes and shoved it hastly onto the desk.
The man at the cashier gave her a cautious stare but swipped the DVD across the barcode scanner.
The machine beeped and displayed the price.
He flicked through the bundle of notes and shook his head in disapproval, as he lifted his head up to look at the customer, only to find the game missing and the glass doors completely shut.
The girl yawned as she stretched her arms over her head and gently shut the door of her small flat. She glanced briefly down at the DVD she gripped in her hands and smoothed out the shiny plastic cover, 'Eternity - First Game Prototype'.
A smile etched onto her face as she walked over to her computer.
She opened up the disk drive and placed the DVD in as she sat down on a black chair.
'Loading...' flashed the word over the desktop of her computer screen.
Staring once again at the strange empty black background of her DVD case excluding the title, she slid down her chair and closed her eyes for a small nap.
