You awake lying on a cold metal floor. Realizing immediately that this is not your bed, you quickly get up and look around.
The room around you doesn't have anything particular about it that stands out except for its massive size. Still, you brush it off as being a very large stadium of some kind. That quickly changes, however, when you see the massive crate against the wall.
Pill-shaped with a white and orange color scheme, it towers over you at the size of a large building. Realizing that it looks familiar, you begin thinking of where you could've seen it. Certainly not in real life. No, it's from a fictional universe to be sure.
Suddenly, it comes to you. It's from Apex Legends! No wonder it looked familiar. You've been playing the game a ton recently after the new update.
Immediately after coming to that realization, a blinding blue light flashes throughout the room. As your vision returns, you see a gigantic woman has suddenly appeared. Immediately, you recognize her as Loba from the game you mentioned.
Ok. So not only are you apparently in a video game world, but you're also shrunken down to a few inches. Lovely.
Keeping her eyes firmly on the crate, Loba has a wide grin on her face as she opens it and inspects its contents.
"Oooh. There's some nice stuff in this one", she declares while pulling out a very large sniper rifle.
While the sight may be intimidating, she's still your best shot at getting help for who knows how long. You begin shouting as loudly as possible in attempt to get her attention, hoping that she'll hear.
Luckily for you, it seems she does as she quickly whips around and points the weapon towards the door. Confused to see nothing there, she begins scanning the room before her eyes lock on you. A bit nervous, you meekly wave at her.
Walking over, she kneels down and picks you up before finally bringing you up to her face.
"Ummmmm. H-hi", you say weakly.
"Well, I guess the crate wasn't the only nice surprise that this place had. You seem to be lost, little guy", she says with a smile.
"Yeah. I am. Is there any chance that you could help me out?", you ask.
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