"What is it again?" Sam asks, sipping her coffee.

"Project your essence! Think of it as a sonic wave file!"

"It’s Cyperion 3 ," Jay explains. "It’s an old RPG. They don’t sell it anymore. The only way to play it is to find a 'Fullrip' copy on obscure file-sharing forums. It’s the entire game, ripped from the disk, no compression. It’s legendary."

"She sounds very calm for someone whose husband ruined the afterlife," Sassapis notes.

Hetty dusts off her dress. "I am never going near that glowing rectangle again. I felt... compressed."

"Thor hate this," Thorfinn grumbles. He tries to smash a floating cube nearby, but his hand passes right through it. "Thor cannot interact! This worst afterlife yet!"