Elias clicked his mouse, intending to refresh the desktop. Instead, the cursor vanished into the image.
With a sickening lurch of perspective, the 16:10 aspect ratio became his entire horizon. Elias wasn't sitting in his apartment anymore. He was standing in the mud, the rain finally completing its descent, heavy and real, soaking through his cotton shirt.
He turned back, expecting to see the back of his chair, but there was only a shimmering, rectangular rift hanging in the gray mist—a window back to a world of dry carpets and unfinished emails. It was shrinking.