Spade Hearts dropped in his gaming chair and stretched, popping his shoulders as he checked the computer.

Today was his day off. He planned to rest and sleep all day but his friend told him it's the day of the early access to Summoner Craft, the brand-new Action RPG whose trailers had been on all channels for the last few weeks would be open to the public, after a marketing deluge. 

Ace told him that the game was not a boring clone of the many games in the genre, it promised innovative gameplay, because it ran a team of three, instead of a single character as usual, switching focus between the characters, based on need. 

Spade launched the game store interface and looked at the download bar of his pre-order with a grimace. The window said twenty-eight minutes of waiting. So much for fiber. People were probably hammering the servers. He brought up his usual streaming site, looking to see if people were already in-game, but the only things around were the usual games he already played.

He waited. 

Few minutes later, the games started. 

"Spade, I thought you were going to rest today. Why are you playing again?" His mom scolded him. 

"I'll play for an hour, Mom, then I'll sleep," he answered while his eyes were glued to the game. 

"Okay. Your father and I will leave to meet your grandmother for two days. Lock all the doors before you go to sleep."

"Got it, Mom," Spade said. 

Spade was immersed in the game and didn't notice that it was already afternoon the next day. He kept playing without a wink of sleep and eating junk foods.  He started to feel dizzy and decided to go to sleep.

He stood up and tried to stretch but suddenly everything started to spin and before he could fathom what was happening, he collapsed on the floor with a loud thud before everything went black.