He didn't enjoy it. The quiet was loud. It was full of things he had deleted from his simulation: the distant bark of a dog, the creak of a branch, the thud of his own anxious heart.
229 days. 31 minutes.
Leo didn't move. He just stood there, barefoot on the cold steel grating, and closed his eyes.
At minute 28, he saw the house.
He didn't enjoy it. The quiet was loud. It was full of things he had deleted from his simulation: the distant bark of a dog, the creak of a branch, the thud of his own anxious heart.
229 days. 31 minutes.
Leo didn't move. He just stood there, barefoot on the cold steel grating, and closed his eyes. Home2reality---11-03-2021--235246 - 229-31 Min
At minute 28, he saw the house.