“i know the date it happens! on August 29th 1997, it’s gonna feel pretty FUCKING REAL TO YOU TOO! anybody not wearing two million sunblock’s gonna have a real bad day, get it?? god, you think you’re safe and alive, you’re already dead - him, you, you’re dead already! this whole place, everything you see is GONE! YOU’RE THE ONE LIVING IN A FUCKING DREAM, SILBERMAN! 'CAUSE I KNOW IT HAPPENS! IT HAPPENS!!”
Scene: on the far wall of the room is a small intercom. It is connected to a hospital wide-AI, that is tasked to converse with patients, especially when the noise threshold exceeds 66Db. The intercom springs to life after hearing these very loud complaints, and begins to speak in a soothing, if not slightly robotic, voice.
AI health assistant: Sarah, remember what we talked about? That was 30 years ago. Silberman died 15 years ago. Please stop disturbing the other patients and eat your pudding.
“i know the date it happens! on August 29th 1997, it’s gonna feel pretty FUCKING REAL TO YOU TOO! anybody not wearing two million sunblock’s gonna have a real bad day, get it?? god, you think you’re safe and alive, you’re already dead - him, you, you’re dead already! this whole place, everything you see is GONE! YOU’RE THE ONE LIVING IN A FUCKING DREAM, SILBERMAN! 'CAUSE I KNOW IT HAPPENS! IT HAPPENS!!”
Scene: on the far wall of the room is a small intercom. It is connected to a hospital wide-AI, that is tasked to converse with patients, especially when the noise threshold exceeds 66Db. The intercom springs to life after hearing these very loud complaints, and begins to speak in a soothing, if not slightly robotic, voice.
AI health assistant: Sarah, remember what we talked about? That was 30 years ago. Silberman died 15 years ago. Please stop disturbing the other patients and eat your pudding.
Never noticed how long his face really is. Feels like looking at my own thumb.
Stabs her with some drugs.