Deanna Turner needed a paycheck, which meant lying about her video game skills to earn a position as a games tester at the country’s biggest publisher.  But beneath their cute mascots lie Necromancer CEOs, Succubi HR, and Minotaur guards.

What happens when a fantasy becomes so real you cannot wake from it? There is no logging out. Is it a dream? Is it real? Or is what you thought was just a game was actually the real world all along?  How can you tell what is real?

What if you played video games so much that you can’t differentiate between whats real and whats not, join me in my tale A.R. as i change your perspective on what is truly real.