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    The grayspace finished tweaks to the scenario. The scenario began while she watched. The people started to move. The street became alive. 07760 waivered and woozed. Jerry walked up to 07760 with purpose and a plan. He set the briefcase down in front of 07760 and said, “This is a very important file. Find a safe location and open it. The information contained in the case will transfer to your brain as soon as you hold onto the file.” Jerry walked away, and 07760 grabbed the case.
    The scenario was too clandestine. The transaction couldn’t have happened the way the grayspace displayed. 07760 was way too woozy for all the information Jerry attempted to communicate. Besides, she knew Jerry well. He was much more subtle.
    The system reset and the world shifted back to the starting position. The shift took a couple of seconds to process but loading time felt long to her. Technology always seemed to make humans wait. It seemed that when the tech could process more information, humans had to wait for it. Once computers could render a 2-D map with ease, 3-D maps came out and would load slowly. Once 3-D maps loaded with ease, location data was added forcing humans to wait. Now she could recreate entire worlds, but the more elaborate, the longer the load time. She felt that she was always waiting for technology.
    Today was no different. She would find the motivation of Jerry, and the first step was figuring out exactly how the scenario happened. Once she unlocked the scenario, she would have clues to 07760’s whereabouts. As she modified the parameters of the program, she saw a young woman with a short skirt, scarf, and glasses holding an old handheld thumbtouch device called a cell phone. Before wireless thought transmission controlled computers, people had to input their commands with clunky thumbtouch devices. The sheer amount of commands her brain was sending the computer every second would take days on a thumb driven database. But the old thumbtouches still had a use. They had an outdated piece of tech called a photograph.
    The photograph was her solution. The program began to shift again as parameters were modified. She accounted for photographs in her scenarios and entered them into the program. Photographs were a non-interactive technology that captured a moment in time and space. People used to use them to trade vague sensory impressions of experiences before people could share experiences through direct neural connection. Data keeping was vague back then, and her reconstructions were based on written documents, moving images, and photographs. It was like having an incomplete and limited understanding of the world. Movies only showed what was in the frame. Photographs lacked interaction. Writing about a street corner lacked all the detail of standing on that street corner. With neural transfers, a person could see what was beyond the edges of a photograph or outside the frame of a movie. A neural transfer could upload the feeling that was merely an impression in a photograph.
    A photograph was a stagnant image. Street corners had buildings, people, and cars. There were sights, smells, and sounds. There were vibes, sensations, and feelings. The sensory input of one human at any given moment in time was mind blowing. The buildings all had different shapes, colors, and floors. The people wore different clothes, had different facial features, and displayed different attitudes. One human perceiving a street corner involved massive amounts of data. A photograph couldn’t transfer all the information on the sensory experience, only the impression of the experience. Humans found a way to transfer direct experience, vivid in every detail, by linking neurons in two people’s brains. Vacations weren’t told through stories and photographs, but rather they were uploaded to each other’s minds.
    Her interconnectedness to every human’s public information was precisely the flaw in her thinking. She was used to