As you click in the free text field, a speech bubble of instructional text pops up on the screen. "Enter desired change here." Staring around the mundane office, you give a wry grin. Desired change? This must be a joke.
I wish I didn't work in this damn place, you type and hit enter.
"BARNES!" Suddenly your boss is marching towards your table, his face red with fury. "PACK YOUR THINGS! YOU'RE FIRED!"
"Wh-what! Why?"
"HOW ABOUT SURFING THE NET ON COMPANY TIME?!" he bellows, jabbing a furious finger at your monitor, where RealityShift.Net is still open.
You find yourself shaking at the suddenness as you clear out desk. Fifteen years working your ass off for this company, and this was how they treat you. Fifteen years working with your colleagues, and now none of them will even make eye contact let alone talk to you. As you move to strip the family photos from around the monitor, your eyes fall on the web page, the blinking text box, and the words "Reality shift completed" beside it, and your brain begins to put two and two together.
Had the site done this? Setting aside the box, you decide it's worth a shot.
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