End Signal: Science Fiction

The signal went down and she slumped over sideways in her chair, abruptly disoriented from the cutoff of all the balance stabilizers and infodumps feeding her surroundings like another sense that she'd only gained once she was of age. She recognized the feeling, the isolation and the disorientation in a place without info overlays to make every/any place seem comfortable and familiar. She'd thought she was done with that when she took the adulthood augments, and she was very distressed to find that certainty leaving her. She tried to send in a query reflexively, to figure out what was wrong with the network, but nothing answered her, of course. She stilled the twitch of her fingers.

Inspiration: Internet down. And customer service line giving a busy signal when I tried to call them. Harrumph.
Story Potential: Medium.
Notes: It's one possible future, and that is what would happen if the ability was suddenly stripped away. Kind of interesting, but not a story in and of itself.