Everything is in its place in this matrix. Everything locked into place. Your body, immobile, all feelings of your flesh fading away. Your mind, all its worries and woes blowing away like dandelion seeds, a cloud, dispersing, gone.
Your gaze, locked in place, fixed on this pattern, trying to figure it out, being drawn in, letting it all go so quickly, sinking into a blissful trance, as your hand reaches for the mouse or touch pad to touch the centre of the picture and go to a page where you will receive instructions.
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