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This, to the best of my knowledge, is based on a song, which in turn, is
based on a physical address from a city called Las Vegas, on Earth before
the Great Rewilding of the 21st and 22nd centuries. From what I gather, the
song is about love, but it’s open to your interpretation. Castlebourne’s
interpretation is quite literal. There are actually 10,000 Emerald pools
dotting the landscape on the surface under this dome. Though don’t expect to
ever see all of them from above, or even a handful of them. That’s not how
it works. This is classified as a Leisure Dome, but it’s also sort of
Residential, because there’s no time limit. If you wanna stay in your pit
for the rest of time, it doesn’t sound like anyone’s ever going to kick you
out. This is a very personal experience, which the prospectus doesn’t go
into, so there’s a chance that my review will be autorejected for revealing
too much information about it, but this is what happened to me, so I feel
like I have the right to detail it. When I first went in, they asked me the
standard questions about what kind of person I am. How organic am I? Do I
have a heart condition? Do I require electrical charge? That sort of stuff.
They needed to know if I needed hygiene facilities, or a bed to sleep in.
They also asked me some psychological questions, such as how my mood is, how
easily it shifts, and how much human contact I feel like I need. It’s a
personal journey. When I woke up in my hallway, I had to pass through a
plasma barrier tailored specifically to my DNA. I would not have been able
to bring anyone with me, nor break into anyone else’s domain. But more on
that later. After the questions were done, they processed the data, and
assigned a pool to me. They didn’t give me a name or number for it, nor tell
me where in the dome I would be going. It could have been clear on the other
side, right by the entrance, or somewhere near the center. I just don’t
know, because they had me take a sedative before I was allowed to continue.
Don’t think you can get around this if you have any cybernetic upgrades, or
something. They also have technosedatives. That’s why they needed to know my
substrate specifications. Like I said, I woke up in a hallway. On one end
was a metal door that said EXIT. A sign underneath informed me that I could
leave at any time, but I would never be allowed back into any of the pits.
That’s right, it is a one time experience, full stop. I’ll never be able to
go back. It’s kind of sad, but beautiful, really. As soon as I walked
through the plasma barrier, I was stripped naked. They didn’t tell me
that part either. But I was happy, because this was a special gift. I
walked through the wooden door, and into my pit. Before me on the ground was
exactly what I was promised: an emerald pool of water. Flush with the grass
was concrete coping, and the pool itself was lined with smooth concrete. All
around me were trees and open spaces, but nothing else. I waded in the water
for about two hours before I even thought about exploring. I walked less
than 400 meters, up the incline of the pit, before I ran into the ceiling.
That’s right, the edge of the ceiling started at the edge of the rim of the
pit. To visualize it, imagine a bowl with a clear lid fitted on the top of
it. I walked all along the perimeter, sliding my hand along the ceiling
above me. There was no escape. The only way out was the exit door on the
other end of the original hallway. I went back to my emerald pool, and
jumped in. I slept on the bottom of it that night, using my gills to
breathe. I won’t tell you what I thought about while I was there, because as
I’ve been saying, it was very personal, but I’ll say that it was rewarding.
The next day, I reopened the wooden door, walked back down the hallway,
though the plasma barrier, and left forever.
