Blood came pouring out of Charlie's mouth. The steering wheel had pinned him to his seat. His 63 Lusso was scattered in pieces around the surrounding beach. Bright sun poured into his eyes forcing them back open. His car was crumpled into the side of a rock outcropping. His head rolled around and his eyes teetered back and forth between his mauled arms.
"That's enough." A concerned voice interjected. Lady Rossa covered her eyes and looked away from the monitor. Her blond hair seemed to shimmer as she moved.
"He doesn't have to have this experience." The Rep said as he turned off the screen. He leaned back in his deep leather chair. "He doesn't have to have any memory you don't want him to have." He continued as he turned on his sincere voice.
"I don't want to take things away from him." She said as her luscious lips pouted. They brought the Rep's eyes up from her legs. Normally he was on top of his game but Lady Rossa was a true specimen. Her beauty would follow her into the frame. The rep turned on his cortex bypass and he could feel the desire fade out of him. His eyes found hers. "We aren't taking away from his life, he gains nothing from this experience. Where he's going this can't happen, there's no life lesson." The Rep rolled on,
"It makes it easier on the subject for them to come in from their last dark memory, say right before he went to sleep the night before." The rep turned on the emotion packet and his body began to respond to his words.
"I Love Charlie and I know what he would want. We aren't taking any memories from him." She said as she crossed her arms.
"Your wishes, ma'am." The Rep said turning his chair towards the screen. "Now onto the question of what frame do you want him in?" he said turning the screen back on. "I'm, sorry frame." She said raising an eyebrow.
"Yes do you want him to be in the Visual Frame or the Collaborate Frame? The Collaborate frame requires some social upgrades you see and…"
"I don't understand,"
"Well your husband wasn't in the integration program when he died, so the transition from breathing to digital life might be a little difficult. The Visual Frame is an area where people can live as if they were integrating." He said
"Yes we will integrate together." She said with a smile.
The rep paused and turned back to her.
"You mean you want to be integrated here and wait for the calling?" He said
"No, I want to awake in the Visual Frame with him, to begin our life anew." Her gaze had glossed over and her hand dropped down touching the wooden table for a second. Her finger instinctively traced the grain in it.
The rep smiled, his profits had just doubled.