Winter, 2049, Kalamazoo.
These are Marian & Vivian Grady’s digital twins devoted to striped outfits and AR helmets.
Every day they ride this shining gateway elevator to the future, serving as joy patrollers for the Mirage Rocket Company, keeping scientists entertained so, they don’t realize they haven’t seen sunlight since last Tuesday. They created beaches, laughter and once, a band called Daft Bank; spirits lifted.
But today, the AR flickers.
-What if we ‘re not in the simulation anymore, Viv?
-What if… we are the scientists?