The full moon shines brightly. Another mistake. Ten days have passed and the moon hasn’t waned at all. I chuckle. The engineers must be getting it. Or maybe it’s only been a day or two in the real world since I first awoke in this one.

I enter the bathroom and reach for the shaver, an old habit I have after I wake up. I look in the mirror and remember I don’t need to shave.

In the office, I turn on the desktop and search through the programs and files. There is no internet connection and the time is stuck on 12:00 A.M. with the date at 01/12/32. January 12, 2032. Was that the day I entered this world? For sure, it hasn’t changed since I first turned on the computer on Day 10 or so.

There are no family photos and no games, but there are a few files on my person. My name is Jason Penebrew and I have a wife and two kids a year apart. I got a job at 25 and married at 28. I was in debt, but it’s now paid off. I suspect the cause is my involvement with this virtual reality.

I give up. There is not enough information on me, this world, or anything really.

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Walking out of the room, I decide to try something new. If I’m in this world as an immortal, I shall make full use of it. I’ve done everything I could think of to figure out who I am; now there is only doing many more things.

Today I’ll dive off a cliff.

Despite my hundreds of failed attempts to communicate (mainly screaming at the world from different places and dying a few times), it seems I have some sort of contact with the outer world or in the passenger seat of my car there is a parachute. I check it and make sure it’s fully functional, then set off to some place with a cliff high enough to touch the sky...well, not really.

Anyways, I end up hiking quite a while and arrive panting quite heavily. If this world’s body mirrors my real body, I must be quite in shape, considering I barely rested and I’ve gone maybe ten miles.

That’s it! My next experiment. I’ll exercise daily and see if that changes anything. Of course, it will have to be rigorous to improve any of the muscle I have now, but it’s better than waiting around for the engineers to finish.

Even if it does end up being useless data.

I clip on the parachute and approach the edge of the cliff.