How VR turned me into the eagle from Assassin's Creed

You know the eagle that conveniently flaps away whenever you clamber to the top of a viewpoint in Assassin's Creed? That's me. Except I'm not perched on some church in the middle of Florence - I'm soaring over the buildings of Paris, zipping in and out of the (weirdly deserted) streets, and ducking under the bridges that punctuate the river Seine. No, I haven't lost my mind or chugged too much absinthe