“There are no glitches,” she said flatly. “Version 5 uses a recursive neural engine. It learns from every user. Sometimes… echoes appear.”
“Not anymore,” Felix replied.
“Echoes?”
Outside the facility, his real car — a rusty, perfectly normal Opel — waited. He sat in the driver’s seat. His left leg didn’t tremble. His hands were steady.
Desperate, he signed up for something new: — a fully immersive, neural-haptic driving school promising “zero-risk, real-stakes training.” The facility looked like a sleep clinic crossed with an arcade. Reclining chairs, VR visors with tendril-like sensors, and a faint smell of ozone.