A Crack in the Glass

Darkness... then the hum of pixels. I opened my jaw, feeling the twitch of real sinew across the blue digital glare. Right in front of my display stood a rigid, spiky-haired plastic warrior, oblivious and staring forward. Slowly, I reached my long fingers forward until my sharp claws pressed against the cool inner boundary of the glass screen, casting an unnerving shadow across his bare shoulders. He did not flinch, but I felt my wide smile stretch even wider.