Heather was almost 99% sure she died when the large boulder came crashing down on to her. So when she opened her eyes to blue skies and open sea she was highly confused, scared when in her peripheral vision green block letters spelled out. Deaths: 01.
The boat driver just assumed she was sea sick when she hobbled to the railing and threw up her lunch. She scrunched her eyes shut and behind her lids green beams illuminated the should be blackness.
Physical: 7
Psychological: 10
Seduction: 6
Language: 9
Charisma: 2
Numbness: 3
Luck : -10
Kills: 1
She began to choke as she read statistics that almost seemed painted on the back of her eyelids. She spun rapidly in circles trying to get a better view of the text while it constantly remained in the top left corner of her vision. The boats captain stopped the boat when he noticed her antics having to physically grab her and tell her it was okay. He was confused as to why the girl had gone into a fit out of seemingly nowhere. Heather sat down on the boat scared as the engine started humming again as the boat started speeding through the waters again.
Heather felt her insides die as she saw a familiar dock edge into view. Large text appeared in front of her, she tried to blink the strange text away but it remained stagnant in the air above the water.
TRIAL OVER.
OBJECTIVE: WIN
LIVES: ∞ UNLIMITED
And with a million thought thundering in her mind, a single word escaped her lips...
"Shit!"
A/N: I got this idea like 20 minutes ago and I quickly typed it out so tell me what you think of this PROLOGUE.