"Welcome home, Leo. I’ve been waiting to see what you remember."
Leo hit the "Download" button on the mirrored site. The progress bar crawled.
But something was wrong. In the corner of the yard, near the old oak tree, stood a door made of shimmering, distorted pixels.
He adjusted his haptic vest and pulled the heavy VR goggles over his eyes. The world went dark. Then, a soft, feminine voice—Aira—whispered directly into his auditory nerve.