"Heh heh," you chuckle
quietly to yourself. "You bastards almost had me. You really almost had
me," you say, turning to Mayor Monocle with a sly grin. "But I know that
I'm still trapped in your twisted virtual reality!"
And with that you gun the controls full speed ahead, on a direct
collision course with the alien mother ship. The very large alien
mother ship. "You idiot!" cries the Mayor. "What in the bloody hell do
you think you're doing, you lackwit!?" Mayor Monocle rises out of his
seat in protest, but you shove him back down again, saying "Keep your
pants on, Mayor. This isn't real, none of it. You, me, space, the ship.
Well, except for the part about me. I'm real, but the rest of it? Not so
much with the real. I'm onto your game now, you see," you explain,
shaking your finger scoldingly at the Mayor, "and I'm not going to stand
for it anymore. This can't hurt me because it's not real."
Except it can hurt you and it did hurt you because it's very real and
you've just exploded in a big fiery ball of death when you rammed into
another space ship at full speed. Nice going, smart ass.
