Inside the Machine
A fictional short story based on virtual reality video gaming
The video game described here doesn’t exist, but maybe one day it will.
You’re fed up with your phobias of the world, and go out for a walk in the city. Months have passed since you have seen what’s outside, but you don’t doubt nothing’s changed. It’s the same old city doing the same familiar things. It does these activities every day, hoping for a bit of difference. Yet, it’s only a means for survival.
Entering the city, you see if the arcade is open. The red neon sign of the arcade doesn’t light up, and when you get close to inspect the store, no one appears to be inside. You tilt your head and droop your eyes in disbelief, knowing the gaming shop is closed.
Walking away, a reverberated sound echoes behind you. Turning around, you note that the red neon sign has turned on. Looking flustered, you make your way to the arcade shop to see who rolled the lights on. Inching toward the door, you notice it has been opened.
Creaking it open, you know everything feels off, yet your curiosity entices you. No one is going to stop you from figuring out…
