This happened to me following an abysmal briefing within an Oculus Quest two headset. Joined by over a dozen additional floating avatarswe teleported our strategy round an”outside” assembly space which could only be called aircraft-carrier-meets-Croatian-vacation.
Past the huge expanse of digital breakout distances was a gorgeous sunset, but the evening {} dim. As soon as I pushed a button to the Touch Controller a bit too long, I ended up position unnervingly near a different avatar, a Nigerian journalist. I then recalled that you can not grab the coronavirus from an electronic simulacrum.