Psychic Hotline to the Apocalypse [DCC Fanfic]

In Spring of '95 the transformation occurred. It was a Friday night, and Vanessa had just left the aquarium she worked at with some colleagues. Armed with a marine biology degree, very little care, and the knowledge from her secret phone psychic career, how far down the Valtay Corporation's 18-level World Dungeon will she get? Find out this season on Dungeon Crawler World: Earth. This is based off a Dungeons and Dragons campaign I'm in. The only content that is truly mine is Vanessa/Vessira and everything from her first 2 floors. After that we delve into my lovely GM'S creations since our campaign started on the third floor. Obviously, anything I nab from Matt's stuff is Matt's. We're not gonna deny that. (We're using 5E but will be moving to the DCC system when able. I'll try to make that transition clean.)