Scott decided to upload his consciousness to the cloud. The place in Lincoln Park was able to get him an appointment the very next week.
It didn’t take very long once he was there; the paperwork took more time than anything else.
Doing this thing came in handy sooner than expected: nano-junkies in Bucktown stoved his head in with an aluminum bat the very next week.
Having the backup meant that he had only lost the past week’s worth of memories instead of most of his lifetime.
Still, he wished he had paid the extra $100 to go ad free.