The Virus in the Matrix: Tales of a Psyhacker

I am disoriented. I pull up my HUD. I'm getting a ring. It's Nomad. "Virus, we have a target in range. We have a lock on him."
I am on some strange desert landscape. Mars. I breathe. This is a dream, no, I am on the astral plane. I see the Martian soil at my feet.
"He's asleep in the colony," Nomad says. He downloads me his coordinates. I type them into my holo-keyboard, and teleport to the pedophile's location.
I am in a room made of what looks like platinum. There is a sweaty fat man sleeping here. I shoot an astral tendril to his brain. What I see horrifies me. “Nomad, we have verification.”
I open a pouch on my belt, and toss three beetle robots on to him. They latch on to his pineal gland, heart, and spinal cord. Program: Terror/Fear. The beetles twitch and vibrate, and the pedophile whines in his sleep. I smell the stench of urine, and suddenly he sits up in bed, screaming. He turns and looks at me. I morph into a fiery angel, and lunge forward, slamming his head against the wall. I begin to choke him, he gags. I hear him asking, “How can an angel kill me?”
“Virus, Abort Mission, you have a literal army of spooks coming your way.”
“No, fuck them.”
“Dammit, Virus!”
Nomad opens a portal on the side of me, and the spooks open one behind me and yank me through. I feel pain in my head, then black out. I awake strapped to a table. I try to teleport out. I can’t.
“We have ways of trapping your astral body, Mr. Virus. You thought it not possible? And now, witness.”
I am in a large white room, like a medical room for students to look down and watch a surgery. The spook clacks some pliers he picks up off a table. “Damn you psycho Agents! Can’t you see you are slaves?”
“You are the slave, we are the masters!” Then this man dressed as a doctor clenches down on my testicles with the pliers, and twists them. I scream in pain, I can’t block it out.
“You want to kill people in the real world through your “astral hacks” as you call them? How does it feel for your astral body to be held captive by us?” A portal opens behind the “doctor” and a hand yanks him through. Multiples portals open, and people wearing Guy Fawkes masks unload mind bullets into the Agents. They slice through my bonds with a psi blade, then we portal back the The Black Pyramid. I am taken to the Healing Room. I lie on a large bed. I feel nauseous, and pass out.