Game Over

Game Over

In the game of predator and prey, sometimes the greatest trap is discovering you no longer want to escape.

I’ve always escaped into gaming when reality became too much. As MistressOfMischief, I found freedom behind a screen, building a bond with my online partner, Rogue. Our bond felt more real than most of my ‘real’ relationships. For over two years, we shared victories and late-night conversations—I thought I knew him.
I couldn’t have been more wrong.
When I wake in Ryker Kent’s compound after being drugged at GamerCon, I discover the horrifying truth: Rogue, my trusted gaming companion, and ...