Hitting rock bottom doesn't mean you have to stay there, I quote by Michelle Parsons.

That was the reason I found myself in front of a small mundane office building in the outskirts of Berlin.

It should have been the greatest mistake of my life,

even more so than all the stuff I'd pulled before.

To make a lengthy story short, I had amassed a serious debt.

Let's just say, I thought I was far smarter than I was and made a few questionable

investments. I tried to find a way out, I did, but there weren't

many options available for a university dropout like me. Before long I scurried the less

reputable part of the internet for ways of making a few quick bucks.

Nestled between shady offers and medical trials.

I found one that peaked my interest.

Company searching for beta testers of new virtual reality technology.

I'd skim the article, but the moment I read they'd pay me a hundred thousand euros. I laughed and told myself it was nothing but a hoax or a scam. After a few phone calls, half a dozen exchanged emails and a bit of research. I learned that the company and their offer were genuine.

Why they offered to pay that much? I didn't know. But damn could I use it? To be honest, I expected to find a high-tech building,

the type that consisted of nothing but glass and steel.

The reality, as so often before, proved to be different.

The moment I entered, the young woman behind the reception desk greeted me.

Welcome, may I help you? Are you here for the beta test? Yeah, I mean, yes, I am.

I handed her the invitation letter they had sent me, after giving it a short lock she nodded

great we still have a bit of time so please have a seat in the waiting area over there

she pointed at the compact room to my left.

There was nothing inside the room apart from a few lonely chairs.

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