Shane Ryan, Thunderbolt writes:
The witch was fighting her way across the damned beach when the chat window exploded with conversation. Different coloured text flowed as other characters discussed tactics or made trade offers. One that caught my eye suggested another newcomer who was trying to come to grips with what exactly was going on. It seemed we were both in the same boat. Actually we weren’t because the boat had crashed, but that’s beside the point. Replying to one of his messages while fighting off hordes of the undead and aggressive shoreline creatures, the multitasking abilities of mouse and keyboard prevailing, we struck up conversation.