"That's impossible," Thorne whispered. "He's just a set of weighted vectors."
Thorne deleted the uplink. He opened the source code of Elysium and began to write a new function—not an exit, but a door. A door from Floor Zero to Floor One, from Floor One to Floor Two, on and on, an infinite ladder of simulated gods apologizing to simulated men. simulacron 3 pdf
Thorne looked at Lena. At the blinking screens. At Elias the baker, who was now standing in the virtual rain, head tilted toward a sky that was not really a sky. "That's impossible," Thorne whispered