go right, uphill

You might as well get a lay of the land. Maybe you can find civilization and someone who will answer some questions, even if you suspect they'd just be a mouthpiece of the rogue AI.

Your stride is noticeably shorter and you have to take more steps to go the same distance. You find your hip swaying involuntarily as you work your way up the to the peak of the hill. You know this must be a simulation, the alternatives are somehow even strange, but you could easily forget it. Every one of your senses is perfectly convinced that the birds flying by, the insects occasionally buzzing past are entirely real, the soft dirt between your toes. The flowers even smell sweet and herbal.

When you get to the top of the hill you look down on wheat fields and in the distance a small cluster of buildings. You feel a bit of foreboding, the Cerve had proven capable of causing you pain, you don't think you're in danger of dying if that was how she was interpreting your long term wellbeing then you'd already be dead. But she had already demonstrated torturous pain was on the table. You think to the shocks you endured on your crotch, which you've so far been too scared to check.

Your small body feels **** in a way that, even as a weak man, you had never felt before. Are you really going to go meet stranger in a strange land barefoot and unarmed as a petite woman? Do you have any other options?