Tangle in the Dark - Kassidor

know it was all about what parameters were fed to the modelbuilder. They probably didn’t know that the pieces of clothingthey were holding up were software objects, three-d modelsin particular, and provided methods for determining whichsurfaces were visible from any vantage point, and what colorphotons they would reflect toward the viewpoint.She wondered if the personifications she was interactingwith were souls or cherubs. If she was in some simulationrunning on superconducting quantum processors in thecondensates of the dark matter, were there cherubs, or was thesoul of every human who had ever died copied here as thecaptain’s mother had implied? If so she was in deeper watersthan her Avatar had been when she faced Alan’s wizards onBiology Base. Had these girls been mortal once, on Earth, inMinoan times? Did they believe, like the captain’s mother,that they were in the heaven that was promised all along?What were they promised, if they lived fifteen hundred yearsbefore Jesus was born? All ancient religions had someresidence for the dead, for the classical Greeks it was Hades,the underworld. She had no idea what it was for the Minoans,she didn’t think anyone did. These souls, or whatever theywere, seemed to take their presence in this heaven in stride.No one acted like a cherub, least of all these girls whowere now looking past the careful examination of thesundress and toward her underwear. They certainly didn’t actlike cherubs. She had assumed everyone in this universe wasa soul right from the beginning. She had encountered enough413