[ WP ] Technolgy has advanced to the point of re-animation by storing copies of your mind in cyberspace . One day , you die and to your biggest regret , your file has n't been backed up recently

“ I ’ m your wife, ” said the woman standing in front of the wall-mounted display. My wall-mounted display. 
 
 “ I have never met you before, ” I said. My voice sounded oddly formal. 
 
 “ Listen, I can get you out of here, ” said the woman. She leaned closer to the monitor and whispered in the microphone. “ Don ’ t you want to find the man that killed you? Killed your parents? ” 
 
 “ My parents are dead? ” I said, louder than the woman. I distracted two people away from their own monitors. 
 
 “ Yes, ” the woman said, “ But keep your voice down. ” She glanced around the room. 
 
 Everyone had resumed speaking to the screen they came here for. I counted thirty-seven people. That left about sixty screens, or cyberpersons, lonely. 
 
 “ Someone killed them? ” I said, matching her pitch and tone. “ And you ’ re my wife? ” 
 
 “ I can explain more once we are free and clear, ” she said. The woman slipped a flash drive out of her pocket and held it so only I could see. “ I need you to get in here. ” 
 
 “ You ’ re crazy. Even I remember that you can ’ t bring those into the mausoleum. ” 
 
 “ The man responsible for putting you in here is on the way. He ’ s going to kill me and delete you permanently. I love you, Jake. I am here to save you. ” 
 
 The woman looks desperate, I thought. If I get on that stick, she could crush me into oblivion with the heel of her boot. Was there really someone coming for me? Would they be able to get at me, even in this place? 
 
 The woman held the flash drive up to the port. She mouthed “ Please. ” 
 
 She doesn ’ t look innocent, I thought. Evil? A liar? No. Battle-hardened and loyal? maybe. Not doe-like though. What the hell happened in the last three months that got me involved with this woman and dead? 
 
 “ If not for me, then for your parents, ” she said. 
 
 “ Where are they? I can ’ t find them in the directory. ” 
 
 The woman hesitated. She almost put down the flash drive, but then caught her resolve. “ He got to them already. ” 
 
 “ You mean, they ’ re gone? Completely? ” 
 
 The woman nodded slowly. “ I didn ’ t want to tell you like this. Not here. But this is why you need to come with me. ” She held up the drive. 
 
 This was too much to bear, I thought. If what she was saying was true, then I had to go. But then again, what if she wasn ’ t? I couldn ’ t go with her. There was too much risk. I was better off remaining in my new home. 
 
 The door across the room burst open. Three men in suits walked in. They stood in the doorway, scanning the room. 
 
 The woman whipped back to my screen. “ Hurry! ” She jammed the drive into the port. 
 
 A tunnel opened to my left. I glanced once more at the woman. Then at the men. And finally at the hole. I felt uneasy. I felt sick. The reasoning did not make any sense. But I had to choose. I dove in.
