The VR Dalmatians gnawed at her curiosity but always brought a pang of uncomfortable anxiety. Along the beach at Santa Monica, figures in latex suits and glossy black VR headsets peppered the shoreline. Rumor had it they were Silicon Valley rejects, cast off during the pandemic and glued to their virtual escapes ever since. She doubted it. To her, it seemed a lot more sinister.
Each time she saw them, she wondered what bizarre digital dreamscapes they were lost in. Were they dodging cybernetic sharks or strolling through glitching beaches? Did they even know the locals had dubbed them VR Dalmatians, or were they just lost in a pixelated version of Hollywood?
The sight was equal parts absurd and fascinating, a modern-day mystery wrapped in latex and tech. It made her smirk and shake her head, a slice of surrealism on the sun-soaked sands. In a city where reality often felt as slippery as their latex suits, the VR Dalmatians were just another black-and-white, shiny fixture.
