[ WP ] It suddenly becomes possible to gain XP and level up in the real world , but you can only do so by getting kills .

The biggest'perk' of hitting level two is being able to see other people's levels. I was doing it now, gazing around the room. The little kids were all level one of course- the starter level. Lexi- the other teacher- was kneeling by the fish tank with little Johanna. Both level ones. 
 
 Deep in thought, I barely noticed the little tug on my shirt. 
 
 `` Mr Raley?'' 
 `` Yes, Saffy?'' 
 `` What was your wife's favourite colour?'' 
 
 She brandished a new pack of crayons and a piece of paper. There was already a stick-man on it- not my exact likeness, but how accurate can stick-men get? Another drawing was stood next to mine, a lady with long red hair and a yet-to-be-coloured-in dress. My heart twinged. 
 
 `` I do n't have a wife, sweetie.'' 
 
 I smiled at the little girl, trying not to show too much pain in my eyes. She looked confused. 
 
 `` Who is the lady in the photo?'' she said, pointing to the picture on my desk. I gazed at the picture, taking in her mischievous smile and warm eyes. 
 `` She *used* to be my wife.'' 
 `` Why is n't she now?'' 
 `` She died, sweetie.'' 
 The little girl's mouth turned into a round'o'. She patted my knee. 
 `` I'm sorry.'' 
 Then she had gone, skipped away to talk to her friends. 
 
 I thought back my to wife. That night- a rainy Tuesday. Earlier on she'd looked out at the rumbling purple clouds and run outside to take a photo. She came back in, soaking wet and smiling. I was so tired from work... I did n't smile back. I went to sleep watching TV while she made dinner. When I woke up... well, she had gone cold. I can still feel her dead hand in my own. And the guy who'd done it. He was still there, running down from the bedroom, arms full of her grandmother's jewellery. I grabbed my gun. *Bang*. 
 
 When you kill a man for the first time, you level up straight away. 
 It was the most painful thing I'd ever felt. 
 
 I looked around at the glowing golden'1's glittering in the room. It was a good thing they could n't see levels. 
 
 I shivered under the cursed shadow of my storming, bruised'2'.
