Cartonia

You laugh at the voice, you are long past redemption! You log out, coming to wakefulness to discover you have been laying dormant for a long time. Dust cakes your entire body and your joints respond stiffly with ill use.

You are about to un-connect yourself when a voice comes into your head.

“I’m sorry, my purpose was to create, not destroy, but I cannot let a creature like you back into the world.” It says just before a masive current slams into you from the green wire.

Your vision goes dark...