John observed his wife and children crying and hugging one another—through a window.

He felt a deep sense of sadness while on a ventilator.

Suffocation, blackness …

A light shone onto John in the pitch-dark.

“Do you regret your decision, John?” asked a voice.

“Yes—my worst regret!”

“Interesting ...”

John began to dematerialize—“Wait! Stop! What’s happening to me?”

“As many of your scholars hypothesized, you exist in a simulation. We wanted to see if you held a truly unshakeable belief or if you experienced any regret at the point of no return. Goodbye John—my dear program.”