I didn't even know how long I'd been asleep, minutes or hours but the system window kept aggressively nudging itself into my vision like an overeager notification that refused to be ignored.
[Messenger Request Alert!]
The words pulsed insistently.
[Player Trickster has invited you to join the group chat]
[Would you like to accept or decline?]
With one eye still stubbornly shut and my brain operating at about ten percent capacity, I lazily flicked my finger toward accept.
Bad decisions were kind of my brand.
[Player UnluckyExtra has joined the group chat]
Almost immediately, messages began popping up one after another, floating neatly in front of me like a very familiar chat interface.
Trickster: Hey rookie! Can you see this? It's just the same like the UsChat app!
I squinted harder, my vision slowly focusing. "…Wow," I muttered. "They really just reskinned a messaging app and called it interdimensional tech."
Another message appeared, significantly less readable.
