I woke up early in the morning in a bright blue place and I looked up to the pristine white logo above me and realize that I had woken up in one of my favorite games, Fortnite. I was panicked. However, I embraced the opportunity to live out a great fantasy.

I chose to play a match on my own wondering if I could meet the aim which was being the last person alive out of hundred other players. I pressed play and then in no time I landed in the game lobby.

The game began, me and the other players were in the battle bus. I jumped off at the last call, as the area I landed in was less densely populated. I hunted from house to house searching for rare items. I also destroyed trees and the walls of houses to get a rich and balanced supply of materials.

Suddenly, the first round of big grape-colored storms came along; I did my best to run from it. I armed myself with a gun so that I do not get shot. A couple more rounds of the storm passed, and the game area had decreased. I saw that there are two players left.

Then, I heard someone. I hurriedly built a structure around me to protect myself. I shot him and he succumbed to death. The victory royale banner appeared around me. I felt elated. I could not wait to play another game.