this dolly was both a being in physical space, usually cuddling with its creator, but its mind was mostly in the local net, just playing with other’s thoughts…
some point, its creator has some intense hate for someone that approaches the door of her bar, and tells this doll to “end them slowly” before they even are allowed entry. the bodyguard steps aside, and the target walks in.
dolly gets up from its comfy spot, and asks to hug the person. they find it weird, but agree.
dolly whispers, “this is the last night of your life, enjoy it”. the person freezes as their cyber link alerts at the first sign of malfunction, pushes the doll to the ground and pulls their gun. the bodyguard nor anyone else really reacts.
everyone there knows that if this doll has spoken to someone, they were dead before they walked in the door. even if the doll meets its temporary end by way of lead, the virus eating their brain alive was already active.
their next 24 hours are a timebomb.
6 hours in, and their optics start to fail and glitch out. nothing looks the right color anymore, nothing seems correct at all.
12 hours in, the memory loss starts. huge gaps in time between lucidity, realizing they are somewhere different each time.
each passing hour, another sense goes numb, turning into pure painful pins and needles and burning sensations.
the final couple hours, they’ve just found a corner to themselves under a bridge… screaming in agony.
and finally, everything becomes euphoric. optics are just bright sparkles of light, sounds that were pure pain now sang in pure symphony.
and seconds later, target has been neutralized.
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