The Detached Ones

Sarah stared blankly at the screen, her eyes glazed over as she mindlessly scrolled through an endless feed of images, videos, and posts. Likes, shares, and comments flickered by in a dizzying blur, each one momentarily capturing her attention before fading into the digital ether.

It was well past midnight, but Sarah couldn't tear herself away. The soft glow of her phone illuminated her face in the darkened bedroom, casting eerie shadows on the walls. A gentle snore escaped from the sleeping form of her husband, Jeremy, beside her. He had long since given up trying to coax her away from the hypnotic allure of social media.

Sarah had become one of the Detached Ones – those who had sacrificed real human connection for the false intimacy of virtual worlds. It had started innocently enough, with a few casual posts and shares, but soon the digital realm had consumed her every waking moment.

The familiar ping of a notification broke Sarah's trance. She glanced down to see a new message from he…