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When I Die

Many years ago I decided that when I died I would become cryogenically frozen when I died.

Of course, that decision carried no weight - the procedure costs more than one hundred thousand dollars, money which I didn't have to set aside.

A couple months ago I walked into Style's living room. Mystery was there.

You're on a space shuttle, baby

On Linus Rylander

Right now, I might be lying frozen inside a slab of ice.

The year is 6442, the planet I call Earth was destroyed a thousand years ago. I have been lying here for 2595 years, on an extended space flight, piloted by a robot programmed to search for a place that can support human life.

What I think of as “reality” is being piped in like elevator music.


Even if you knew that, how would you tell the difference?

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