Book 5: Chapter 25: Building the Quiniverse
Bob
October 2342
Heaven’s River
Anec and I stood behind Theresa, gazing down at the empty chaise. “Ready?” she said. Getting no response, she flipped the virtual switch, and a Quinlan appeared on the furniture.
He opened his eyes and slowly turned his head, taking in his surroundings, ending with us. “Am I dead?” he asked.
Theresa glanced back at me, and I nodded. “Original you is dead,” she said, sticking to the script. “You are very much alive in a digital form.”
The Quinlan—Herbie, according to my translated notes—sat up. “I feel normal. Actually, I feel great.” He flexed an arm experimentally. “My arthritis has stopped paining me.”
“Welcome to the Quiniverse,” Theresa responded, extending a hand.
He took it and stood. “What now?”