The question hung in the cold air. Jennet blinked, trying to find the words.
“Jen?” Her dad squeezed her hands.
“I…Tam…” She swallowed the lump in her throat, then tried again. “We were simming in Feyland and…Oh Dad, I’m so sorry.”
“In Feyland? You know that’s off limits!” He took a breath, visibly trying to calm himself. “All right, you were gaming, and then?”
“Tam made a bargain with the Dark Queen - she’s the last boss. And after the fight, he was just lying there unconscious in the sim chair. Dad, stuff that happens in-game affects real life. It sounds crazy, but it’s true. We have to go back in, together, and save Tam!”
“No.”
“But Dad, he could be dying!”
“Jennet, listen to me. Playing a computer game is not going to save your friend. And nobody is going to be using the Full-D
