Francine and her boyfriend Joshua arrived at the headquarters of a data analysis company called "We Train AI."

A recruiter sat across from them at an office table and handed each one a pen and a stapled stack of paperwork.

"I must be clear that whatever you experience is under strict NDA. You may interact with some of the worst aspects of humanity in VR. But you will serve a greater purpose so that we can identify those through AI and automatically remove them. Do you understand this?" asked the recruiter.

Francine and Joshua both nodded.

"Okay, please sign and date your contracts."

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On their first day at work ...

Their exposure to full immersion VR, impacting their emotions and senses, went from cringy to gut-wrenchingly sadistic to downright horrifying.

"Josh, I don't know if I can take this much longer."

"Oh, don't worry, Fran. The recruiter mentioned there's a follow-up therapy, and the pay is incredible."

Before leaving the building for home, a counselor invited them to a therapy session.

"I'm going to place these headsets on both of you," said the counselor. "They'll help you to cope."

While at home, Francine cuddled next to Joshua on the living room sofa. "What a lovely job, but I'm confused." She laid her head down on his lap.

"Confused about what?" Joshua combed his fingers through her hair.

"Well, they warned us about something terrible, but running through fields, swimming with dolphins, seeing rainbows, and watching that beautiful sunset was very pleasant."

"I agree." He thoughtfully glanced at the ceiling. "I wonder why all the fuss with the NDA and warnings?"