It was an odd experience for Haley, or Flowing in the game. Ever since her faithful day, the girl has come back to Terrasphere over and over again, however it did not even feel like an addiction. For once, there was a game that made her feel that, she belonged. Sure it was technically an MMORPG(Massive Multiplayer Online Role Playing Game) with really good AI(Artifical Intelligence) thanks to things she hear, Flowing felt that she could just drop the VR head gear on and experience being someone.
However, she was now out in the world, with nothing but a single one-handed blade, a trambourine and fancy light armor. They clearly do not affect her stats as the girl noticed, for they came with the character creation, but do allow her to face the dangers of the world. The girl also has a bag which stores a majority of her goods, mixture of herbs, fungi and dried meat to help on journeys. The girl also knew of a flint and steel tucked lazily into the bag.
Flowing found herself at a small clearing in the forest, and took a seat on the soft realistic grass. These were comforts hard to find in Singapore, being so modernized even if they kept the greenery, there is no way for a small lawn to be availiable to just lie down on.
Flowing got up again, the girl would need wood. The sun was setting and it meant darkness. Flowing needed a camp set up before the sun sinks beneath the horizon. Camping so going to be simple, she has pitched tents and done fires before, Flowing believed she is going to be okay.
Or so she thought. The girl lacked the motivation to make a well made campfire using the best wood. The sticks, arranged in an oval and not a neat circle, were of different lengths and thickness, meaning it is going to be hard to get a decent flame. Flowing thought to grab more, but was discouraged by the lack of sunlight. Lighting the fire with her flint and steel, Flowing lies back on the ground, grabbing her tambourine and playing it with a half decent beat.