It was 4pm. William got home that day and lay down on the sofa in the living room. It was so comfortable and warm. It was like he had longed so much to be back home. He kept thinking about the amazing moments he had during his date.
Then came the subway scene intruding his mind like a sinister flood. Flushing away the pleasant thoughts violently. He couldn’t help but wonder who the thin woman was, why she kept looking at him and why she dashed into the train tracks- especially.
He felt uneasy. He needed answers. “Maybe I should ask the cyber voice,” he thought.
He cleared his throat.
“Hey…hey, cyber! I know you’re in there somewhere,” he said as he sat up and flexed his knee on the sofa waiting for the screen to appear.
There was no response.
“Come on, answer me! I have questions
