I had fun writing Username Unknown. I tried throughout my writing to imagine how I would feel like in the exact situation. In video games, there's usually a portal that leads from one area to another. What do you think a person would feel entering the portal. A swirling miasma of... what? Does it have any smell, taste, is it a smooth transition, or does it feel like your skin is coated with... ?
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Hannah was helpless to do more than watch as several pig-like creatures overwhelmed Sabastian. Without stopping her assault on their leader, she yelled, “Where’s your sword? Sabastian! Swap your fishing pole out for a weapon.” In horror, she could do nothing more than watch as he went down with one last pain-filled bellow. In the time they’d been fighting, he’d only taken a few of the foul creatures with him.
Now that the creatures had eliminated one threat, they turned their attention to her. Increasing her frantic swings, Hannah’s focus pinged between the advancing group and their leader.
She knew that the ones who’d dispatched Sabastian would only take a few swipes to eliminate. Their leader, however, would require her undivided attention. Which, for now, would be impossible. Glancing from one to the other, she knew her only hope was to disable or distract the leader long enough to take out the others. Kneeling, she swung one leg out to the side. Just as she’d hoped, the leader fell face-first into the wet grass. Not bothering to glance back, she ran toward the approaching group. After a few swings of her sword, she left their bodies in a heap. Turning back to her previous opponent, she charged.
In one last effort to be finished with it, Hannah raised her sword, then in a wide arc brought it down. Then with an angry bellow, she yelled, “Would you just die already!” After delivering the killing blow, she turned around to face her companion, who was now lying in a pool of his own blood. Beside him lay the simple wooden fishing pole he’d been carrying around with him for the past few days while finishing their quest.
Allowing only a brief twinge of sadness, she turned away. There was nothing more she could’ve done. If he hadn’t tried to defend her with that silly pole, he would still be here.
As she walked back to the quest giver, Hannah’s thoughts turned to the events that led to her current situation. Six months had passed since her first encounter with him, but in her mind, it was like it happened only a few days ago.