The Game Master [01] The Lag by Alex Bobl & Andrei Levitsky

Author:Alex Bobl & Andrei Levitsky [Bobl, Alex & Levitsky, Andrei]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Adventure, Literature & Fiction, Genre Fiction, Science Fiction & Fantasy, Epic, Fantasy, Movie Tie-Ins, Video Game Adaptations, Movie, TV
Amazon: B013YIJ65O
Goodreads: 26104223
Publisher: Magic Dome Books
Published: 2015-10-14T23:00:00+00:00

She arrived at the station fifteen minutes before the train's departure. The platform was quite crowded but Yanna quickly found her car.

She warily squeezed her way past a group of skinheads dressed alike in camo pants and leather jackets, probably on their way to one of those underground neo-Nazi meetings protesting against migrants. Luckily for her, a police squad happened to walk past. The group dissolved in seconds, leaving Yanna alone on the platform to look for her carriage.

The high-speed train turned out to be utterly cool, with glass partitions and flat-screen TVs overhead. A brand-new carpet ran along row after row of comfortable seats.

She quickly found her place and settled down, staring out the window at the bustling crowd. A young couple were kissing their goodbyes; some shady types in gray suits were threading through the crowd looking into people's faces. Once again she pulled out her phone. The battery was almost flat. Yanna rolled her eyes, calling herself all sorts of names.

Then again, a cool train like this was bound to have plugs to recharge passengers' equipment. Yanna felt in her bag for the charger. She pulled it out by the cable and looked around, searching for a plug.

Her glance chanced on the window. The burly men in gray were still busy pestering the passengers. They were definitely looking for someone. Four of them surrounded a big man with a close-shaven head and a large baboon-like face. Was he also a skinhead? In any case, he seemed to be the one in charge, distributing sheets of printed paper, gesticulating and issuing orders as he sent his burly henchmen on a new round of searching. Then the man walked over to Yanna's car and stood there with his back to her. He raised the sheet of paper to his eyes. Yanna stood up and craned her neck to get a better look.

Her blood ran cold. Printed on the sheet was her own picture — or rather, a copy of her avatar which looked identical to her.

Now who would have access to this information? The admins, the game developers? In other words, RussoVirt workers. So they were looking for her. But how on earth did they know? Had they identified her IP address as she fled through the portal? In that case, why were they looking for her at the station?

All this definitely had something to do with the game, but what exactly?

Baboon Face was still hovering under her window. Yanna sank deep into her seat and shrank her head into her shoulders. She plugged the charger in but the phone refused to charge. Was the plug out of service?

She stared at the charger in disbelief. This was the old one! It had been broken for ages! She must have packed it by mistake in the rush!

Dammit! Calling herself every name under the sun, Yanna pulled the charger out, wound the wire up and tossed it back into the bag. What was she supposed to do now? The phone had very little charge left.

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