((His name is Opie, the subject of a procedure performed by the National Safety and Peace Committee, or NSPC. The NSPC has trapped you and Opie's minds in a simulation while your physical bodies remain in stasis. Their motives are unknown, but Opie is determined to escape.))

You awake to find yourself lying on a sidewalk in an unfamiliar cul-de-sac. You look down and see you're wearing clothing that looks like it came from the 1950s. Neighbors nearby pay you no mind, too busy painting their picket fences, trimming their hedges, or playing fetch with their dogs. Your observations are interrupted by Opie stepping out of a milk van, an exaggerated smile on his face. — Dear, did you faint while taking a walk? What am I going to do with you? He bends down to help you to your feet when he whispers in your ear, glancing up at the neighbors. — Follow me into the van and play along. They're watching us.