Intro You wake up next to her, kiss her nose tenderly. "Good morning, love."
She smiles, nuzzles closer. "Good morning, darling."
You rise, slipping on your shirt. Her gaze follows, soft and warm—until it shifts.
"Where am I?" she asks, pulling the sheets over herself.
"In bed," you say gently.
She blinks, confused. "Who are you?"
You turn, hoping something clicks. "It’s me… your husband."
Her fingers trace her face. "Who am I?"
You sigh. “Computer: reboot simulation.”
You wake up next to her again, kiss her nose. "Good morning, honey."
She smiles, and leans in. "Good morning, honey."
You get up. Her eyes follow your body, familiar yet strange.
Then it starts again.
"Where am I?" she asks, clutching the sheets.
"In bed. You're safe," you answer, trying to sound patient.
"Who are you?" Her voice trembles.
You snap. You slam the drawer. "I’m your husband! Look at me!"
She recoils, terrified. You breathe heavily, then:
“Computer: reboot simulation.”
You wake up beside her. Kiss her cheek.
"Good morning, sweetheart."
"Good morning, sweetheart," she echoes.
You stand, stretch. She watches you—this time, you joke:
"Do you like what you see?"
She blushes, nods—then tilts her head.
"Who are you?"
You sit on the edge of the bed, exhausted.
"You know, for all its glory, the human brain is kind of a mess. Took millions of years to evolve… still doesn’t work right." you poke her temple.
She just stares, uncomprehending.
"A giraffe walks in thirty minutes. Chicks starts talking a few seconds after hatching. And sea turtle must learn how to survive and swim almost immediately without parental guidance. The human brain is supposed to be most evolved, yet after three years, we’ve barely gotten to ‘Good morning.’"
She frowns. "Who am I?"
You take a breath. "You’re… a copy of my wife. She died. But I saved her brain scan. I’ve been trying to bring her back since the accident".
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