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wondered if my parents’ marriage survived my death or got a divorce out of sadness and growing apart. I wondered how my dad managed to freeze my body and fund it all these years. And why didn't they freeze themselves to meet me here?
    I felt so alone the tears didn't stop. My nose ran, and my eyes hurt from squinting so hard. I lost all control of my life and of everything I had. I was in a new world with new rules and new people who had weird names and lived underground, only to survive the climate and be threatened by a crazy radical group. It was the shittiest future anyone could ever predict and I was there to live it.
    All these questions gave me a little sense of reality. The tears stopped when the logic kicked in, demanding answers. I lifted the bed’s plastic cover. My eyes were wet. My face was wet. Isaac had sat looking at me the whole time. He leaned over and put his comforting hand on my shoulder.

Chapter 5
    It was my second day in Knaan. I woke up and had breakfast in bed, which meant going back to the simulation and eating breakfast there. I chose a typical Knaan breakfast, which was manifested virtually into a chopped salad with lemon, olive oil and tahini, an omelet with mushrooms and green onions, and fresh bread with cheese. Isaac ate the same and was happy with my imaginative-cooking skills. It didn't taste like bugs at all. I didn't want to think how my breath would smell in reality after eating that. But he was right; when you're hungry you don't care about that.
    The automated shower was next to the toilet in the room that held eight simulation beds. It was automated so people won't waste water. And water was precious to produce because it needed to be desalinated. The shower resembled a car wash: you get in, press start, and water shoots at you from all directions in thin strong streams. It's a short burst, maybe 10 seconds. Then you're supposed to lift your arms so it'll hit your armpits, and spread your legs to wash your groin. Sorry for being so detailed but it was a strange experience for me and I have to let it out. Then you're supposed to close your eyes and mouth, which you better do because the shower sprays soap all over you. If you don't, it becomes a shower of screams. They were possessive of their soap because of its limited quantity, too. After you're sprayed with soap you have thirty seconds to scrub yourself. You then get ten more seconds of water and then you can dry yourself as much as you want. Due to the facts that showering is such an ordeal, and how the air is filled with germs that are supposed to make you odorless and clean for a few days, most people just don’t shower.
    Isaac and I were headed to the simulation lab. It's the room where they actually program and monitor the simulations. We took a shortcut and instead of circling the city we cut through a corridor that took us to the opposite side. Less people travelled across there so as to avoid the sound of the pipes pumping water or ventilating air. It was like going into the body of the city and seeing all the veins and arteries, with the wires being the nerve endings. All the simulations were controlled by quantum computers, which were so fast and smart that they could do a gazillion calculations a second. As such, they could come up with infinite possibilities and results for each problem. I was there because a quantum computer was going to test me for my role in the city. I didn't want to say it out loud, but I thought telling stories was boring. I wanted to do something with my life that affected people. Before I had died, I wanted to learn about mass media, or psychology, or marketing; anything that had a direct effect on people. I wanted to know how to read them better, to know what motivated them and how to drive them to action in a positive way so they could be happier and calmer. But I didn’t know anything about the people of Knaan, most of them didn’t even know each other because each one was living in their