Seth dream't of this moment each night when he succumbed to sleep, the warrior game still buzzing; the computer open and ready for when he would wake. The awakening didn’t reveal a sweat stained basement couch. Now, he was the avatar, having succumbed to the reality that he most longed for, and now fought against. There was no going back. He was only the third generation gamer. They said it would take ten generations for evolution to transform the human mind to a robotic game state. This was his reality now. This reality would never end.
98 Words. Written for the 100 Words of Horror Contest.
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