I'm not an editor, I'm just a fixer
The system kept blinking. Buzzing.
Flickering in front of her.
There was a faint, almost static hum from it, too, as if it were straining to remain in her vision, but every time it appeared, the words were just garbled gibberish. They didn't mean anything. They were-
Really, they were barely even words.
Some of them weren't even letters anymore.
She swallowed.
What could cause her normally passive system to react like this?
It was hard to get a good look at the item in her hand with how the system kept popping up over it but-
She squinted.
The ring...where had she seen it?
She'd seen it before, right?
It felt heavy in her hand. Familiar.
As if she'd held it before.
But she couldn't remember it.
Which-
Was a chilling thought, given the circumstances. But. No. No.
She couldn't let herself think like that.
She had to remember. What was it?
Where did it come from so suddenly?