Bella
Bella hurried back onto her feet, bewildered. She looked around at the trees surrounding her, the big white tower, a couple weird-looking animals, and the two other kids. She shook her head, still slightly dazed from the fall. But I was in the factory a second ago. How in the world did I get here? She thought. Bella's eyes grew wide as she realized what had happened. The only way she could be here was if this really was a computer world. Virtualization really was possible.
Bella rubbed her head, pausing as she felt the fabric of the hat she was now wearing. She had on an entirely new outfit, she realized. A white cap and what looked like a painter's outfit. A paintbrush and pallet hung on her belt. Bella didn't have any time to wonder why, because suddenly the animals realized that they had company. She took a step back as they hurried over, then froze when she realized that they were on a little floating island. There was no where to run. She faced the monsters and grabbed the paintbrush and pallet from her belt. Although it couldn't possibly make sense to use paint on these lazer-firing monsters, something was urging her to try. Bella dipped the brush into the red paint and swung her brush in the air, ready to try and fight.