-What do you mean?
How do we get out?
-Drink your vodka.
-I wanna know what’s going on.
-You can’t leave.
-Because you’re not actually you.
-What?
-I know it’s mental, but you’re a copy of you.
-A digital clone.
-No. No, I am I’m me. I am me.
-No, not the real you.
Daly’s created an identical digital version of you.
-Am I dreaming?
-Yeah, no, no, ‘fraid not.
-I remember dreaming.
