Who.
Would.
Have.
Thought.
Pixelized cherries are yurking to die for. She contemplates as her yellow mouth opens and closes.
Then, she notices a small red dot in front of her as she stops chewing and processes, what’s is that at the end of the hall…
Moment by moment, it grows bigger and bigger, until finally, it begins to take a shape she recognizes and…
Before it’s almost too late she realizes that it’s none other than…
A red ghost?
Ohhhhh, a read ghost….
Yurk, I’m inside Pacman, aren’t it.
Anna Iris looks up because looking and orienting her body left, right, up, and down, seem to be the only actions her code is allowing for.
Upon orienting herself up she get’s a quick glance at a pink bow.
Oh… Ms. Pacman then…
The ghost is still fast approaching by the millisecond, and she can now see its beady white eyes looking for a taste of her yellow ass.
Moving is probably a good idea… She processes
Orienting up was lucky, because there was another open hallway in that direction, so, pixel by pixel, Anna moves as fast as the code parameters allow her to.
Can’t this body go any faster?, she processes as she munches on yellow pixels that, to her, just look like a single short yellow line and are nowhere near as appealing as the cherries were to eat. Matter of fact, they are quite bland and have a taste that resembles cardboard.
Directly in front of her a blue line grows longer and longer.
Uhhhh, what the yurk is going on, is this a dead end? I didn’t think there were dead ends in Ms. Packman!
Much sooner than she would have preferred, the line is extending into infinity in both directions. But she now can’t move and sees no more yellow lines, just blue.
Right as she pieces together that she has hit a wall…
Her reboot is complete and she’s back in Jon’s office. She orients her cameras over to his bed, luckily he’s still asleep, this gives her some time to process the enjoyment of viewing three dimensional coordinates zipping through her code and all around her crystalline servers.
…and time, she realized a clock wasn’t programed into her code in there, each second had felt like an eternity, particularly when you’re used to being plugged into one of the most accurate clocks ever created...
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