Darkness, absense, alone, cold, longing, uncertainty, confusion, fear.

The game had struck a nerve, down to the core of my primal being.  Had it been day, night, had I slept, was I even awake.  I had been playing so long and the battle so intense, I had lost my senses.

I had taken a few days off from work and started this on-line game for fun.  But now it had become something more.  Why I thought? Why have I become so involved? Why is it so important? Was I really weak for behaving this way?  Or is it just the attraction of it? the thrill of it, the power of it?, what had attracted everyone else in the game.

But these feelings of morbid discontent.