Cal was starting to hate this game. Between the transformations, the other competitors, and the challenges, it
was nothing but hell. That's why he had to win. He knew that he had two points and that if he lost, he already
stood to go back to having one. He kicked ass in the last challenge, and didn't want to lose that. So he did
what any angry gamer would do. He went looking for something to beat the shit out of.
The way Cal saw it, he was still in a game. Granted, he was in a very strange kind of game, and playing as a
cheerleader, but it was a game nonetheless. As such, he could get XP. If Cal could level up, he might have a
chance against this guy that was hunting them. So, Cal started sneaking off into the woods. The woods always had
stuff to murder in games, and this was sure to be no exception. Soon enough, Cal heard something coming. He
crouched in a bush and waited for it to come. He was going to be ready for this thing.