>>40559419When UTV’s archiver came to, his vision was blurred, and his head still feeling heavy and shaken by
the force of its striking the wall. He eventually stood up and made his way back to his chair. But
before he could sit down, he noticed something in the corner of his eye. He looked to the right, and
saw a man. Average height. Handsome. He was wearing a strange jacket. It was then that UTV’s
archiver noticed something. The jacket was made up of the posts that he had included in his
100for100 collage, the one he was looking at before the accident. He then came to the
understanding of who he was looking at. He was looking at UTV, or, at least, a version of him,
created by the surge of energy through his laptop. UTV’s archiver moved closer to the vision.. the
UTV ‘ghost’. He touched his skin, and was met with no reaction. The ghosts eyes followed his
actions. UTV’s archiver was suddenly overcome with emotion. This may not actually be UTV, but it
was very close. It was close enough that it was like he had finally come into contact with UTV. He
was overcome not only by mental emotions, but by sexual emotions. He found himself becoming
aroused, and removed his penis from his trousers and began to masturbate to the visage of UTV that
stood in front of him. He closed his eyes and thought of all the posts he had archived waiting for this
moment. He has told people that he had no sexual feelings for UTV, and maybe at one stage he
didn’t, but now, now he most certainly did. He pumped ever faster, the blood rushed to his penis like
he had so often rushed to his computer in the morning to ensure he did not miss any more UTV
posts than were strictly necessary. He pumped, and pumped, an just as he was about to come he
heard a voice mutter...
