To Sarah's relief, the transaction vanished from her Log. She quickly examined herself and her hands fond a bra strap, snugly gripping her shoulders. Her altered memories remained, but as a memory of memories "“ separate and easily distinguishable from those of her true existence.
"I suppose I'll have to keep an eye on you, Master PC," Sarah muttered.
At least 25 other anonymous users, at least one of whom knew her by name. To protect herself, Sarah knew she had to find the identity of User 21 as soon as possible, and any other users who cross her path.
Sarah turned her attention to the screen in front of her...
