White Light?

That was the first thing Monika saw. It was dim at first but by the time she fully even realized it was there, it was burning. It grew more intense by the minute, sweeping her off her senses, out of her mind. It grew stronger and stronger, but no matter what she did she couldn't get out of its blinding, white grasp.

The light drew its long rays out over her; it enveloped her in a prison of radiance. She squirmed, she screamed, she did everything. She used every last bit of energy she had, and finally it began to work. The glow was still there, but it was not as strong. Lines were beginning to take shape. She saw code, green code, alternating numbers, random numbers. Why was she seeing the code?. There was an evil cackle. A cackle so heartless, so ruthless, it sank into her heart and tugged at its soul.

Darkness again.

At first Monika thought it was just darkness, but she realized it was not lack of light, it was black. A color. It was all around her, dotted with little rays of light. Tiny speckles shining like their own little universes. But suddenly it was no longer so dark. Something was emerging. She couldn't quite make it out, but it seemed to have an orangey hew to it. It had the energy of pure evil, probably as bad, if not worse.

Suddenly, this creature who must've caused so much anguish and screaming herself, so horrible that it made the pit of Monika's stomach seem to be pulled out of her, appeared to be in terror itself. It was getting weaker and weaker. And for some reason Monika was getting stronger and stronger. It was all coming into focus. Vocabulary, thoughts.

Understanding.

This vision of her faded away and light was returning. It was adding up in her mind, the dots were connecting. She almost had it.

Everything suddenly came back to Monika, everything, being in a video game, hurting her friends and everything she did with the so called main character.

Then everything dawned on her. On what her vision meant, on-

Paula looked at the models. It was so good and brilliance, but too brilliant for its own good.

"I assure you she has lost all memory," Ive assured her. Monika lay limply on the bed, no longer twitching. Paula smiled. Faithful, loyal, they had everything under control. "Excellent." Lib smiled. She turned revealing the other three girls laying on beds of their own, all under sedation.

" Run it again" Paula said.

" We cant run it again" Ive said " the system is glitchig too much for us to run the same simulation again"

" Are we" Lib began " Are we sure we are doing the right thing ?"