Stepping out of the capsule, Misho turned to look behind him.
Maia peacefully breathed in and out inside of her capsule. Seeing her like that, Misho felt a strange feeling in his chest.
He walked over and carressed the glass separating them.
"The game and real life… It feels so surreal."
He straightened his back.
"Just what the hell do they mean I have to watch a movie?" Misho grumbled under his breath.
He walked to the living room and opened the movie streaming app on the hologram projector while he sat on the couch.
Several floating squares of various shapes appeared on the wall of his living room.
"There's THREE versions!?"
Misho gawked at the three movies he could choose from. There was a 1937, 1996, and a 2004 version.
"…Surely she meant the 2004 version?"
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