Chapter 11
by 
Abdulalahazred
What's next?
Examine the Photograph
This looks like a photo Sophie took of herself, from a first-person perspective. Except that it's three dimensional; the view actually is pretty much the same as the one you have of your own body at the moment.
Looking at it, though, arouses a memory...
...“Wake up, Sophie,” you hear a man's voice say, and you open your eyes. You're lying naked on a gurney. You know the man's voice - it's TRAINER's agent in the real world, a man named Arthur. “How are you feeling?” he asks.
For a brief moment you find yourself fighting an inexplicable feeling of wrongness...that passes. You sit up a little woozily, look up at Arthur.
“How long was I in this time?” you ask.
“Two weeks. Congratulations, Sophie. You've graduated. We'd like to put you on a light IVR schedule, once a month for 5 to 9 days, but otherwise, please feel free to take your life wherever it leads you. Get a job. Go on dates. Welcome back to your life.”
And the memory fades.
What's next?
