You type on your computer, attempting to run a game program. As you type, your vision doubles and then clears. You suppose that you have been working too hard recently, and you rub your eyes with your palms. When you look at the computer screen again, scintillating dark blotches cloud and blur the edges of your vision.
The edge of your sight is bending and curling in upon itself. As your ability to see diminishes, you feel panic approaching.
What light now remains condenses and clarifies upward into a perfect radiant circle, and you arch your neck to try to interpret and maintain it. Directly beneath this last, inscrutable white light, simple shapes gleam at your feet.
21st place (out of 27) in the 4th Annual Interactive Fiction Competition.
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