Two Days
“My fellow Americans, according to recent information, it has been determined we as humans are living in a computerized simulation. This knowledge was found by chance, and with that same chance, there is a small window for action.
“Each individual will have two days to decide whether to remain in their current simulation or transfer to another simulation designed by that individual. Parents are responsible for making this decision on behalf of children under 14 years old and must also consider whether children reaching adulthood can design their own simulation or stay in the simulation of the parents.
“Unfortunately, the limits of the one-time simulation alteration is a one-time opportunity.
“We don’t know why. Whether it is us ultimately setting this up for continued reality in a case of destruction. This is not divine. This is man made.
“What is known is that there will be no recollection of your current simulation when creating a new simulation. This will be a hard reset with no opportunity for resetting to original settings. Memories of this event will be deleted through the reset. If this sounds computerized- it is.
“A website has been set up to record decisions. Once the form has been submitted, it cannot be cancelled. Each person within the family will have a record to record. When the site is down- the window has closed. If nothing was recorded- the current simulation will continue.
“This message has been transmitted through all known communications outlets. Not only digital, but traditional non digital. As proof-each of you will receive a ping in ear in exactly 3 hours from now. Ten minutes from that ping, you will feel a prick on your right arm.
“Thank you.”
It started with the horns. People sitting in their cars looking at their phones and dash monitors. Pedestrians stopping mid step to look down. New cars speaker systems were clearly sounding an alert followed by instructions. Loudspeakers from Slowly, people started looking up at all digital billboards- including times square. Watches lighting up wrist. Then people started looking at each other. Pushing and running and falling- not caring.