[ WP ] Perfect virtual reality . Once you go in , can you ever be sure you 've come back out ?

**Day 1: ** 
 The adrenaline rushed through my body as I fired at the terrorist trying to set the bomb. A head-shot. Hearing footsteps, I turned around and crouched, in less than a second. My instincts were getting sharper, I was getting faster, more accurate and simply better at this. THIS is life, I thought as the footsteps grew louder. I did n't feel any fear though, if I died I would just re-spawn. A silhouette appeared before me. I almost fired at him before realizing that he was one of my own. I checked my watch to see how many terrorists were remaining. only one. This will be boring. he could be hiding anywhere. Searching is boring. I hit the'QUIT' button on my watch. Everything around me disappeared into darkness, the only light coming from my watch. I clicked'' Exit to Life'. `` Are you sure?'' I was not sure, not sure at all. I remembered the adrenaline rush, the thrill, the very feeling of being alive.'Would I ever get to feel so alive in my real life?'I thought. I had been warned about this before using the machine. The desire of staying in the game forever. many people had been addicted to the machine. I despised them before, but I understand now. Many had came out of their machines simply because someone had forced them to by removing their brain cords. The change in a person after using the machine was quite substantial. Most of them seemed ghosts of their former selves. Some even went mad. Why would someone want to return to the mundane life anyway? Just one day more. So I hit'no' and continued playing, killing the bastard terrorists. I was death incarnate. 
 
 **Day 29: ** 
 Everything disappeared as I was about to pull the trigger. Panic seized me. What was going on? My finely built muscles tensed, Every inch of my body urging me to act, to kill the terrorist who had made everything so dark. But I could n't see anything. I could n't hear anything. Suddenly, the watch on my hand disappeared as well. Shit. The watch was my life. It was the only way I could control the game. No game, No life. `` JOE! `` who was Joe? I thought I was Joe, remembering my old mundane life. Why is someone calling me by that name? I am not Joe now. I am Subzer0, Death incarnate for terrorists. I am not Joe, Joe is mundane. I am everything but mundane. White light flooded my vision. A shrill scream escaped my mouth, so intense was the light. I shut my eyes. `` The sunlight will hurt your eyes a bit, I'm afraid. Welcome back to the real world, Joe. `` said someone, touching my forehead. `` No fever, That's good. `` I slowly opened my eyes to see an elderly man looking at me. `` Who are you? Why did you pull me out? I wo n't be mundane again! I wo n't! `` I screamed at him. who was he, to do such a cruel thing to me? He looked sad then. `` So you bowed to the influence of the machine too? I had hopes that you might resist it, boy.I was wrong. and so the search for someone who can continues. well we must get you to rehab.'' 
 
 **The old man was a doctor. he was the one who pulled me from the machine. I am forever in his debt. I was in the machine for 29 days. It had taken away my free will, I see that now. This is an account to warn people not to try the machine, no matter what. It will ruin you. 
 
 -Joe Sanders, Recovering Machine Addict** 
 
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 EDIT: fixed dem spaces. 

