"You're not dreaming," Kisha said, her tone calm and knowing. "This Space Hospital is an extension of your consciousness. You can mold it however you like to suit your needs; it's always ready to adapt to your ideals. When you grow tired of one scenery, you can shift it as easily as changing a wallpaper."
Though the environment mimicked real life with moving plants, flowing air, and natural sounds, Kisha wasn't sure if it was truly real. Curious, she stepped outside to investigate. The soil beneath her boots felt solid and textured, just like real earth. Crouching down, she scooped a handful and let the gritty grains sift through her fingers. The sensation was unmistakably genuine.
