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As your right pointer finger falls, the soft click of your mouse button opens the site you've been staring at for a few minutes. Your impulse overwhelms your reason-- your computer screen glitches, something straight out of a modern sci-fi movie. Strange. Seemingly frozen you click your mouse several times before the screen simply turns black. Stranger still. An odd voice filters into your headphones, low, accented by a soft growl, though not unpleasant. "Tsk. You know better, little one."