Projection

As you make it to the bottom of the stairs and turn the corner Cerve turns 90 degrees and walks right out of the wall into the open air. Your mind struggles to explain what just happened as the business woman, inches taller than you in her heels, smirks in front of you, clearly enjoying your confusion.

Alex : "what!? How!?"

Cerve : "you have a way with words honey. There's hundreds of projectors all over this room making holograms seamless, as your own eyes can attest."

You approach the imposing woman and reach your hands out to try and touch her shoulder. You can't overcome your expectation that you're hand is going to find soft flesh until it moves fully through her.

The possibilities of this technology are mind blowing. You didn't think something like this could be had at any cost, let alone something you'd own in your basement. Just how much money was at Cerve's disposal? Suddenly your ambitions at career advancement feel very small.