Caldwell staggered into the room with Ms. Seven Levin following close behind. Turbulence. She pressed a hidden button somewhere below the handle of her red leather attaché case and the four sides collapsed to reveal a contraption with several sensors and those tiny devices that sat literally millimeters from your retina. They not so much as projected images, as directly stimulated your optic nerves. There was also a device that looks like an old lady’s shower cap but it was hooked up to a thin fiber optic cable that disappeared into one side of the contraption. There was something that looked like an optical disc that she loaded into the contraption and it started whirring and spinning. Caldwell didn’t like the look of any of this.

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