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[HEARTBEAT THUMPING]
[KNOCKING ON DOOR]
Aren't you going to invite me in?
I should have assumed you wouldn't come tonight.
A gala honoring you.
Please. No sarcasm.
It's not sarcasm.
I haven't seen you in months
except for your sporadic appearance at staff meetings,
and even those are gone.
So yeah, I suppose I was looking forward
to seeing you tonight.
How did you get here?
I called a service.
Don't worry. Nobody knows where I am.
Your husband will wonder.
Did I do something wrong, with us?
No.
Then why are you keeping me away?
I had myself implanted.
-What?
-About a month and a half ago,
I had them implant me with the prototype. I insisted.
I couldn't let this out without knowing--
-Are you crazy?
-Maybe.
Are you experiencing some side effects?
I don't know.
-You don't know--?
-Dreams.
I've, uh-- I've been having the same dream every night
since I was implanted.
Or a continuation of the same dream, I think.
That could be stress.
It's guilt.
I wake every morning with terrible guilt
and I don't know why.
I don't even remember the dreams,
except the colors, and it's so--
It's so vivid.
I'm chasing a child, following,
through a forest and fields.
I don't know why that's important, but it is.
And then every day just...
Just a little more guilt.
About?
My life, my work.
HPlus. I, um--
I really can't tell if it's the implant or not.
You're just alone right now.
But soon the world will be joining you.
You've created something brilliant, Kenneth.
And good.
There is no reason that you have to be alone in this.
-I want to be implanted too.
-No. No.
I can't do that to you, it's not ready.
Well then, if you won't let me in here,
will you let me back in here?
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