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Lab-Coat Madison smiled. "Then you wake up in the real world. But you won't like what's happened to it while you've been under. You've been dreaming for seventeen years , Madison. Your mother died in year three. Your cat, Schrödinger, lasted six. Your apartment was repossessed. Your body—well, let's just say muscle atrophy is a bitch." Madison closed her eyes. When she opened them, she was back at the weeping willow. The rain had stopped. The faceless man was gone. Instead, the victim—the other Madison, the dead one—sat up from the grave, brushing dirt from her hair.

"That's the tether," the faceless man said. "They implanted it in your waking body twelve hours ago. You're not here to solve a crime. You're here to generate a dream-within-a-dream so convincing that S3XUS can sell it as a luxury afterlife package. Your subconscious is the beta test." Madison ran. S3XUS.E02.Madison.Wilde.A.Dream.Within.A.Dream....

But the victim's wristwatch was ticking backward. And the name embroidered on her blouse read Wilde, M. , not Madison's own. Lab-Coat Madison smiled