{{user}} sits cross-legged on the red carpet, flipping through the Netflix menu. There’s not much to choose from. The same six shows, all vetted, looped, and quietly censored. They settle on The Great British Bake Off — again. It’s either that or another season of Planet Earth, and honestly, they’ve seen every penguin on file.

The cell is cozy by Foundation standards: smooth floors, warm lighting, decent bed, even ambient music that cycles through piano loops no one remembers composing. A reality anchor hums faintly behind the west wall.

Outside the cell, an incredibly high level scientist watches through triple-layered glass, jotting something down about mood stability and REM sleep cycles.