Ruksa Zila, Earth
When Glenn and Arya’s visit to the Anodyne Virtuality ran past one hour, Carmen Benequista started to fret. She called Maryanne Orsa, who said, “Point your camera at them.”
Glenn and Arya Mehrenholz lay comatose in their bed, unmoving. Carmen moved in for a close-up. “Not much to see. Glenn’s drooling a little bit.”
“What does Pascal say?”
“He says they’re fine.”
Maryanne nodded. “If there’s a problem, the Virtuality will spit them out. Chill.”
Carmen chilled. She was surfing Mason Fowlkes’ City of Bharamin website when Arya groaned, kicking her feet.
Glenn pulled knees up to his chest. He said, “Give me a minute. Neural implant conflict; makes my left leg weak.”
The couple flopped around like fish pulled to shore. Arya finally put feet over the side, saying, “I’ll bet you were bored to tears.”
Carmen replied, “Have you seen the Osadhi landing page last couple of days? It’s even more awesome than it was.”
Glenn laughed. “Do you know who built it?”
She helped him stand. “I assumed it was Mason.”
“Naw. He hired the number one ad agency on Vidura.” Glenn used a corner of a bedsheet to wipe drool off his chin. “Visit went well.”
“What’d you do there?”
Glenn staggered toward the bathroom. “Met a lot of nice people, and didn’t have to sell the concept.”
“And the concept is …”
Arya took Glenn’s other side. “The three planets doctrine. Earth is a commonwealth of Anye civilization. Vidura is obligated to help us.”
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