Emma Fisher

The Reset Virus

A heart shaped locket appeared on my hand, my own heart sank, the picturesque world around me started to pixelate and the sweet hum of bird song which filled my mind crackled into a deafening buzz of static. I clamped my hands over my ears but the noise was inside my head, unescapable, my virtual reality was disappearing. It would take only one minute and I would be another victim of the reset virus.