He went to a shelf labeled . He clicked a file. It was a video of the moon landing, but at the very end, the camera panned left, and there was a second astronaut waving.
That night, he typed in a URL he’d seen scrawled on the bathroom wall of the local arcade. It was written in black sharpie, shaky and hurried:
Flat screens will give way to immersive environments. Concerts will happen in your living room. You will walk through scenes of Game of Thrones rather than watch them.