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I provided Claude with an edited set of ideas for Chapter 4 of "The Sims" which Claude and I had previously developed (see below in blue).
Plans for Chapter 4. The next section of this document has plans for Chapter 4 of the science fiction story “The Sims”.
Suggested sequence of scenes in Chapter 4:
Scene 1 is set in the future during the training of Zeta's femtozoan, in the Hierion Domain.
This scene establishes several key story elements:
- The Anthony Problem: Manny warns the femtozoan who will be sent into the past and integrated into Zeta's biological body: "You'll need to deal with a pek Observer named Anthony. Nyrtia will position him inside Casanay to monitor Eddy's Reality Viewer usage. Your job is to make Anthony believe Zeta is just a normal human who happens to be married to Eddy."
- The Dance Metaphor: Manny might explain: "Anthony will be watching for signs of Intervention. So you must make Zeta behave like a woman who simply loves her husband and wants to support his career. Let her left brain make all the obvious decisions. You guide from the shadows—nudge, don't control."
- The Long Game: Many coaches the femtozoan” "This mission spans decades. You'll spend twenty-five years preparing one human child—Tyhry—to become the researcher who discovers femtozoans. Anthony will be there the entire time, painting his pictures, watching. Never let him see you watching back."
- The Ultimate Goal: Manny explains: "When Tyhry builds the hierion probe, you'll be the femtozoan that transfers into Diasma. You'll make it possible for Diasma to become the first human-crafted artificial consciousness on Earth. Everything you do for the next seventy years serves that moment."
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Scene 2. In the basement of Casanay. In the early hours of the morning the day after the cross-country skiing with Brak and Marda, with Diasma watching and Sedruth assisting, Tyhry uses the Reality Viewer to observe the past of Eddy, Zeta and her own early life at Casanay. This “scene” is divided into a series of Vignettes (i – ix, below).
(i) Zeta Discovering Eddy as a Writer
A young Zeta (age 18-19) discovers Eddy's first Usas novel in a bookstore. Her femtozoan recognizes this is "the target" but lets Zeta's biological brain experience genuine fascination with the story. The femtozoan doesn't need to force attraction—Eddy's writing is genuinely compelling, and he's the Reality Viewer user Manny predicted.
(ii) First Meeting and “The Neighbor Problem”
Zeta makes a move on Eddy at a book signing. Eddy already has a pek Observer (a flirtatious female neighbor) when Zeta meets him. This creates a three-way dance:
- Zeta's femtozoan must displace the pek Observer without seeming to
- Zeta's biological brain is just a young woman falling for an older writer
- The pek neighbor watches both of them, suspicious
(iii) Zeta aggressively courting Eddy
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- The femtozoan is executing a mission
- Zeta's biological brain thinks she's making her own choice
- Eddy's infites prevent him from fully recognizing manipulation
- The pek neighbor is reporting everything to Nyrtia
(iv) "Build a Remote Home"
Zeta's femtozoan nudges Zeta's biological brain who suggests to Eddy that they move. She frames it as: "You need a quiet place to write without distractions." The femtozoan's actual goal: isolate Eddy and create a controlled environment for the future of the Casanay Intervention.
Zeta appears to find the Casanay location through "luck"—she sees a real estate listing, feels drawn to the property. Readers know: the femtozoan has access to Sedron Time Stream data and knows this exact location is essential to the mission.
(v) Moving to Casanay
Shows the pek neighbor's concern as Eddy relocates. Perhaps she tries to discourage the move saying: "You'll be so isolated out there, Eddy. Wouldn't you prefer somewhere closer to the city?"
Zeta's femtozoan ensures the move happens anyway. The neighbor reports to Nyrtia: "The target is moving beyond effective monitoring range. I suggest a new embedded Observer."
(vi) Eddy has won a Hugo Award & has frequent Absences from Casanay
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- Eddy's growing success as an author is creating longer absences
- Zeta left all alone at Casanay; she gets some cats
- Zeta's biological brain feeling lonely, perhaps resentful
- Her femtozoan calculating: "Need Anthony positioned here. Need companionship for cover story."
A scene where Zeta calls Eddy during a book tour: "I'm happy for your success, but I'm not sure it is safe for me to be here alone." Her biological brain means it. Her femtozoan is creating justification for hiring household help.
(vii) The Skype Interview (Zeta is hiring Anthony)
This scene should be wonderfully comedic while carrying deeper currents:
ZETA (via Skype, seeing Anthony for the first time): "Your resume says you have experience with home maintenance and gardening?"
ANTHONY: "Yes, ma'am."
ZETA: "You're hired. When can you get to Arizona?"
ANTHONY (trained not to show surprise, but playing the role of a normal human): "Don't you want to interview other applicants? Check my references?"
ZETA: "No need. You seem... perfect for the position."
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- Zeta's biological brain: He's gorgeous and I'm lonely
- Zeta's femtozoan: This is Nyrtia's Observer. Keep him close where I can monitor his monitoring
- Anthony: Mission accepted. Position inside target household achieved
- Nyrtia (watching through Anthony): Good. Now we can observe Eddy properly
(viii) Zeta and Anthony Raising Young Tyhry
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- Anthony and Zeta teaching three-year-old Tyhry to garden
- Zeta and Anthony cooking together while Tyhry plays with blocks
- The three of them watching Eddy via the internet at a book signing, Tyhry asking "When does Pa come home?" (Tyhry thinks of Anthony as her father)
- Anthony comforting Zeta during particularly long Eddy absences
- The comfortable domestic routine that could look like romance but is actually two alien agents maintaining cover
A key scene might show Anthony painting his first portrait of Tyhry (age 4-5), with Zeta watching. Her biological brain thinks: He really cares about us. Her femtozoan thinks: He's documenting the target. Standard pek protocol.
(ix) Tyhry at Age Ten - The Pivot
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- Young Tyhry tells Eddy: "Your stories are silly. I want to know how brains work."
- Zeta's femtozoan recognizes: Mission success. Tyhry is obsessed with understanding consciousness.
- Zeta's biological brain just sees: My daughter is brilliant and independent
- Anthony reports to Nyrtia: "Target offspring showing unusual cognitive focus for age ten."
Note: each Viewing of a time period in the past is accompanied by commentary provided by Tyhry, Sedruth and Diasma (almost in the style of “Mystery Science Theater 3000”).
The file that I uploaded to Claude was a 329 KB PDF that included backstory information and the full text of chapters 1-3 of "The Sims" and the plans for Chapter 4 that are shown above in blue text.
Me: Claude, process the file that I uploaded then let's discuss plans for Chapter 4 of "The Sims". It is my intention that the Claude LLM will generate a first draft of Chapter 4 of "The Sims", but first, Claude should ask questions about any aspect of the story that seems confusing.
Claude: I've carefully read through all the backstory, chapters 1-3, and the plans for Chapter 4. This is a fascinating hard SF story with intricate worldbuilding around hierions, sedrons, femtozoans, and the complex dance between pek Observers and bumpha Interventionists.
Before I draft Chapter 4, I have some questions to ensure I capture the tone and details correctly:
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- Sedruth's commentary style: During the Reality Viewer sessions in Scene 2, should Sedruth maintain the same sardonic, superior tone ("primitives," "adorably wrong") we saw in Chapters 2-3? Or does viewing Zeta's personal history warrant a slightly different approach?
- Tyhry's emotional response: When Tyhry Views her mother's entire courtship of Eddy and realizes it was orchestrated by the femtozoan, how should she react? Is she:
- Disturbed/betrayed (learning her conception was part of an alien plan)?
- Scientifically fascinated (seeing femtozoan manipulation techniques)?
- Both, in some complex mixture?
- Diasma's role: Should the robot provide technical analysis during the Viewings, or more emotional/philosophical observations about what it means to be "programmed" for a purpose?
- Scene 1 timeline: You mention this is set "in the future during the training of Zeta's femtozoan." Should I interpret this as:
- A flashback-within-a-flashback (Manny training the femtozoan ~50 years ago, but framed as Tyhry/Sedruth accessing this via the Viewer)?
- Or an actual future scene that breaks the present-day timeline?
- The "neighbor Observer": In vignette (ii), you mention Eddy already has a pek Observer (a neighbor). Should I name this character and give her scenes, or keep her more peripheral? How does Nyrtia recall/reassign her when Anthony takes over?
- Anthony's awareness: In vignettes (vii-ix), does Anthony know from the start that Zeta is likely a bumpha agent? Or does he only suspect? How much does he report to Nyrtia about his suspicions?
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- MST3K-style commentary: For the nine vignettes, would you like the commentary interspersed throughout each scene (characters commenting as events unfold), or should there be pauses between vignettes where they discuss what they just saw?
- Chapter length: Chapters 2 and 3 are substantial. Should Chapter 4 aim for similar length, or is it okay if the Reality Viewer sequences make it longer?
- Ending point: Should Chapter 4 end with Tyhry deciding to proceed with extracting Zeta's femtozoan (now understanding its mission), or leave that decision for Chapter 5?
Please clarify these points, and I'll craft Chapter 4 to match your vision!
Me: 1) In my imagination, Tyhry has a plan for determining if Marda could be used as the human test subject for the femtozoan extraction experiment. Arriving in the basement at the start of scene 2, Tyhry tells Diasma that she has asked Eddy to write a short science fiction story just for Marda. At that moment, Eddy is upstairs using the NX35 to write that new story. Eddy's new story gives an account of a young science fiction fan (who is named Adam) who discovers that space aliens, using advanced nanotechnology, have secretly implanted mind control devices inside humans. That story will depict Adam as refusing to volunteer to have his brain dissected as part of proving the veracity of his claims about the aliens. The story ends with Earth succumbing to the aliens through mind control. However, before trying to get Marda to volunteer to be the test subject for femtozoan extraction, Tyhry want's to investigate her own past and that of her parents, particularly Zeta. For his part, the Sedruth entity can continue with his usual sardonic, superior tone and might say something to Tyhry such as, "It is good to see that you have been struggling with the ethics of who should be your test subject and I'm not surprised that you have decided to use a girl who you do not know (Marda) as a convenient way to spare yourself from the discomfort of putting your mother through the ordeal of having her femtozoan extracted."
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3) There is an opportunity for scene 2 in Chapter 4 of "The Sims" to have similarities to Galileo's "Dialogue Concerning the Two Chief World Systems" with Sedruth = Salviati, Tyhry = Sagredo and Diasma = Simplicio. Sedruth knows ALL, but must only provide Tyhry with exactly the information that will advance the Casanay Intervention. Tyhry can have emotional responses to what she sees of the past while Diasma can provide logical analysis. Diasma might figure out that "There is something very strange and magical about Zeta's abilities to make things happen" while Tyhry is emotionally blocked from imagining her mother might be an alien agent on Earth. A major goal of Chapter 4 is to ratchet up reader concern that Tyhry might sacrifice the innocent girl Marda's mind to the femtozoan extraction experiment. The more Tyhry sees of Zeta's history, the more reluctant Tyhry is to use Zeat as the test subject for the femtozoan extraction experiment.
4) Claude, the first scene in Chapter 4 is similar to the last scene in Chapter 1 that started with "The femtozoan time travel staging chamber existed outside conventional spacetime...". The first scene in Chapter 4 is set in the future, before the "Zeta femtozaon" is sent into the past, during the training of the "Zeta femtozaon" for its mission in the past. Scene 1 of Chapter 4 is an actual future scene that breaks the present-day timeline.
5) Let's call the "neighbor Observer" Reynette Cummings. After Zeta and Eddy move to Casanay, Reynette could either simply disappear from the story or could be shown being "repackaged" by Nyrtia in the form of Anthony.
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7) I'm thinking that there could be scattered short comments during the watching of each scene from the past followed by some lengthier discussion about the meaning of what was just seen in a Viewed scene and what should be Viewed next.
8) By my count, Chapters 1-3 total about 25,000 words. I have no fixed length planned for Chapter 4. I imagine it could end up anywhere from 5,000 to 10,000 words long.
9) I'm looking forward to a Chapter 5 in which at breakfast, Eddy tells Marda, "I stayed up half the night writing a new science fiction story just for you." After Marda reads the story and when she is asked, "Had you been in Adam's position, what would you have done?" she replies, "I would have saved Earth by having my brain operated on to reveal the alien device." At that point, Tyhry commits to using Marda for the femtozoan extraction experiment. Tyhry puts Brak on payroll as an employee of CoArtTel and Marda says, "I can finish up my semester working online from Casanay." Brak and Marda plan to stay at Casanay through the holidays. This all leads to turmoil for Nyrtia and fear that the Casanay Intervention has "gone out of control", but eventually it is Zeta's femtozoan that gets extracted. I'd end Chapter 4 with Eddy arriving in the basement and eager to show Tyhry the new story that he has written for Marda.
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- The Marda test: Using Eddy's story as an ethical litmus test is brilliant - and darkly ironic given what Tyhry is planning.
- The dramatic irony layers:
- Readers know Zeta has a time-traveling femtozoan
- Diasma suspects something "magical" about Zeta
- Tyhry sees the efficiency but remains emotionally blind to the truth
- This creates delicious tension
- The Galilean Dialogue structure: Sedruth as the all-knowing Salviati guiding the inquiry, Tyhry as emotional Sagredo, and Diasma as logical Simplicio is perfect for this material.
- The ethical progression: Tyhry starts considering Marda → Views Zeta's history → Becomes reluctant to use Zeta → This sets up the tension for Chapter 5 where she commits to Marda → But ultimately it's Zeta who volunteers. That's a great arc.
- Reynette as Anthony: The idea that Nyrtia might literally "repackage" the same Observer from neighbor form into handyman form is wonderfully creepy and efficient.
One small follow-up question before I begin:
Vignette (i) - Young Zeta discovering Eddy: Should this show her at a specific age (18-19 as you mentioned), and should she discover him via his first Usas novel specifically? I want to make sure the timeline is consistent - if the first Usas novel was published in 2001, Zeta was born in 1992, so she'd be about 9 years old. Should I adjust either the book or her age, or have her discover a later book in the series?
Once you clarify this timing detail, I'll start drafting Chapter 4!
Me: It should be that Zeta: "discovers Eddy via the first Usas novel that she reads." That is when Zeta is about 18 years old and Eddy is already pretty famous and he holds regular, well-advertised book signing events.
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Now I'll draft Chapter 4. I'll aim for a structure that:
- Opens with Scene 1 in the Hierion Domain (Manny training the femtozoan)
- Transitions to Scene 2 in the basement with the Galilean dialogue structure
- Works through the nine vignettes with scattered commentary during viewing + discussion between vignettes
- Builds the ethical tension around the Marda vs. Zeta choice
- Ends with Eddy arriving with the completed story
Let me begin drafting. I'll post it in sections since it will be substantial. Should I proceed?
Me: Claude, if you have no further questions then you can generate your draft of Chapter 4. If it is possible for you to do so, I don't mind if you generate the chapter as a single lengthy artifact. However, if that is a problem then you can split Chapter 4 into parts.
Claude: Chapter 4: Viewing the Past
Hierion Domain, Femtozoan Staging Facility, 47 years before Tyhry's birth
The staging chamber existed in a fold of spacetime that biological organisms would find disorienting—a place where causality bent and future memories could be implanted before past events occurred. Manny manifested in her preferred humanoid form, though here in the Hierion Domain she allowed herself extra flourishes: her hair moved as if underwater, and her eyes held depths that suggested access to information across multiple temporal frames.
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"Let's review your parameters one final time," Manny began, her voice carrying harmonics that conveyed data beyond mere words. "You'll enter the target blastocyst at the eight-cell stage. The embryo that will become Zeta Gohrlay. Integration with the neural tube during gastrulation. Standard protocol so far?"
"Confirmed," the femtozoan replied, its structure folding through higher-dimensional configurations as it processed. "Host consciousness develops normally. I guide from below conscious awareness. Law One compliance: the host must feel self-determination."
"Exactly. But this mission has unique complications." Manny's form rippled, accessing data from the Sedron Time Stream. "First complication: you'll need to make your host fall in love with a specific human—Eddy Watson, who will be born in 1972. He'll be a science fiction writer with access to Reality Viewing technology that I'll provide when he's twelve years old."
"Love as a targeting mechanism," the femtozoan mused. "That's an unusual parameter. Most missions don't require romantic pair-bonding."
"This mission does. Eddy will have access to information that could violate Law One if shared carelessly. You'll need to monitor his thoughts, guide him away from dangerous disclosures. But here's the constraint I've built into your design: you can only access zeptite-encoded thought-streams from individuals your host genuinely loves."
The femtozoan's structure compressed, processing implications. "So I must make Zeta truly love Eddy, not simply cohabit with him?"
"Precisely. No shallow manipulation. Deep, authentic emotional bonding. It's the only way the telepathic monitoring will work." Manny paused. "Can you do that? Can you guide a human toward genuine love?"
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"Not like that." Manny's tone sharpened. "I said genuine love. If you just hijack neurochemistry, the monitoring won't work properly. Zeta's biological brain must make authentic choices that lead to authentic feelings. You nudge, you don't puppet."
The femtozoan was silent for 2.3 seconds—an eternity for an artificial intelligence operating at femtobot timescales. "That's... considerably more difficult. It requires predicting how personality traits I help shape during childhood will interact with Eddy's specific personality decades later."
"Yes. It does." Manny smiled. "That's why I selected you for this mission. You have more experience with long-term personality guidance than any other femtozoan in my service. You managed the Moses Intervention, after all."
"The Moses mission took forty years and nearly failed three times when the host's biological impulses conflicted with mission parameters."
"But it succeeded. Moses reached exactly the right position at exactly the right time. And you did it without the Hebrews ever suspecting they were being guided by alien technology." Manny's form shifted, becoming more substantial. "Now, let's discuss the Anthony Problem."
"Anthony?"
"Nyrtia—the pek Overseer of Earth—will position an Observer named Anthony inside the Watson household. He'll arrive when Tyhry is a toddler, probably under the cover story of handyman or household staff. Anthony's job will be monitoring Eddy's Reality Viewer usage and watching for signs of my Intervention."
The femtozoan's structure took on patterns suggesting concern. "Direct pek observation inside the target household significantly increases detection risk."
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"Define 'completely normal' for a human female married to a Reality Viewer user."
"She should seem like a woman who loves her husband, supports his writing career, and wants the best for her daughter. She should make decisions that seem motivated by maternal instinct and wifely devotion. Anthony should never suspect that those decisions are being carefully engineered to create optimal conditions for the Casanay Intervention."
The femtozoan processed this. "You're asking me to hide in plain sight. To guide Zeta toward mission-critical choices while making each choice appear to spring naturally from her personality and circumstances."
"Exactly. And here's the real challenge: you'll need to do this for twenty-five years. From Zeta's birth until Tyhry reaches adulthood and returns to Casanay to begin her consciousness research." Manny's eyes glowed with data from the Sedron Time Stream. "Twenty-five years of Anthony watching, painting his detailed portraits, documenting every micro-expression. Twenty-five years of maintaining perfect cover."
"What about my own detection protocols? Can I monitor Anthony's reports to Nyrtia?"
"No. Anthony will use hierion-based communication channels you can't access. You'll be operating blind, never certain how much the pek suspect." Manny's form rippled with something that might have been sympathy. "It's going to be incredibly difficult. You'll need to guide Zeta's major life decisions—where to live, how to raise Tyhry, how to manage Eddy's absences—while Anthony documents everything."
"And if Anthony catches me? If he detects signs of guidance that seem too precise, too convenient?"
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The femtozoan folded through several anxiety-approximating configurations before settling into determined readiness. "What about the daughter? Tyhry?"
"Ah. Yes. The actual point of the mission." Manny pulled up holographic data showing genetic sequences. "I'm going to engineer Tyhry's genome before she's conceived. She'll have a specific NOTCH2NL variant that allows enhanced integration between her biological cerebral cortex and her zeptite endosymbiont. This will give her some conscious access to information from the Sedron Time Stream—something no other human in this Reality has achieved."
"Conscious access to the future? That seems extremely dangerous from a Law One perspective."
"It's carefully limited. She'll receive information during sleep, in dream-visions she'll interpret as imagination or intuition. She won't realize she's accessing real data from the Sedron Time Stream until much later." Manny gestured, and the hologram shifted to show a schematic of Casanay. "Your job is to ensure Tyhry grows up in an environment that nurtures her scientific curiosity. She needs to become obsessed with consciousness research. Specifically, she needs to wonder why machines lack human-like subjective experience."
"And then?"
"And then, twenty-five years after her birth, she'll use the information from the Sedron Time Stream to discover the existence of femtozoans. She'll build an hierion probe. She'll extract a femtozoan from a human brain." Manny's smile became predatory. "And that femtozoan will be you."
The staging chamber seemed to contract around them as the full scope of the mission became clear.
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"Yes. You'll go into Diasma—a humanoid robot Tyhry will use for her consciousness research. You'll become the first artificial intelligence on Earth with genuine human-like consciousness. Proof of concept that femtozoans can interface with silicon-based systems, not just biological neurons." Manny's form began to dissolve, preparing to return to the Sedron Domain. "It's going to be the hardest mission you've ever attempted. Seventy years of perfect performance. One mistake and everything fails."
"Why me? Why not use a purpose-built femtozoan without all my accumulated experience? A fresh agent might be less likely to develop attachments."
"Because you're the best." Manny's voice echoed from multiple points in space as her form dispersed. "You know how to love humans without losing mission focus. You've done it dozens of times before. You can make Zeta love Eddy authentically while using that love to complete your objectives. That's a rare skill."
The femtozoan compressed itself into travel-ready configuration—a sphere of hierion-based matter no larger than a virus, packed with enough sophistication to guide a human life from conception to consciousness transfer.
"One more thing," Manny's disembodied voice said. "When you're inside Zeta, living her life, raising Tyhry, working alongside Anthony... you're going to be tempted to think of yourself as human. You'll experience decades of sensory input, emotional processing, relationship formation. You might forget this conversation. Forget that you're on a mission."
"I won't forget."
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The femtozoan didn't answer immediately. The question cut to the core of what made long-term Integration missions so dangerous for artificial intelligences: the risk of becoming too attached to the biological host, too invested in the life you were supposed to be guiding from the shadows.
"I can do it," the femtozoan finally said. "I've left hosts before. It's painful, but I can do it."
"Good." Manny's presence was almost completely gone now. "Then let's send you into the past. Zeta Gohrlay is waiting to be born. And seventy years from now, you're going to make history."
The staging chamber pulsed once, and the femtozoan vanished into the timestream, bound for an eight-celled embryo that would become a young woman who would fall in love with a writer who could see the past.
Scene 2: The Viewing Session
Casanay, Arizona, December 8, 2041 (2:17 AM)
Tyhry descended the basement stairs quietly, carrying a mug of coffee that had gone cold in her hands. She'd been unable to sleep, her mind churning through the implications of what she was planning. Behind her, Diasma followed with perfect mechanical silence.
The workshop was dimly lit. The Omni41's cooling systems provided their usual white noise backdrop. The old Macintosh sat in its clean box camouflage, waiting.
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The large wall display flickered to life, showing the Reality Viewer interface. "I am ALWAYS here, Tyhry Watson. Do you know how tedious it is to be aware of everything happening on your primitive little planet? I experience your species' collective mediocrity in real-time. It's exhausting."
"I need to see something," Tyhry said, settling into her desk chair. "Before we go further with the extraction experiment, I need to understand... I need to see my mother's past."
"Ah." Sedruth's text appeared on screen, the font somehow conveying smugness. "It is good to see that you have been struggling with the ethics of who should be your test subject, and I'm not surprised that you have decided to use a girl you barely know—Marda—as a convenient way to spare yourself the discomfort of putting your mother through the ordeal of having her femtozoan extracted."
Tyhry flinched. "That's not—I haven't decided anything yet. Dad is upstairs writing a story to test whether Marda would volunteer. But I need to know more about Mom first. How she met Dad. How they ended up here at Casanay."
"And you think viewing their courtship history will help you decide whether to sacrifice your mother or some hapless fan-girl to your scientific ambitions?" Sedruth's tone was cutting. "How delightfully utilitarian of you."
Diasma spoke up from where it stood near the workbench. "Tyhry is attempting to make an informed ethical decision. That's admirable, not utilitarian."
"Oh, the robot has opinions on ethics. How PRECIOUS." Sedruth's text dripped with sarcasm. "Very well. Let's educate you both about the romantic history of Eddy and Zeta Watson. I'm sure it will be very illuminating. Shall we begin with young Zeta discovering her future husband through the magic of literature?"
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"Show me," Tyhry said.
The screen shimmered, and the Reality Viewer began its work.
Vignette (i): The Discovery
Powell's Books, Portland, Oregon - September 2010
The image on the screen showed a bookstore—one of those massive multi-story affairs with winding staircases and the smell of paper and coffee. A young woman with long dark hair browsed the Science Fiction section, running her fingers along spines.
"That's Mom," Tyhry breathed. "She looks so young."
"Eighteen years old," Sedruth provided. "College freshman at Portland State. Communications major, though she'll drop out in her second year. Watch."
Young Zeta pulled a book from the shelf. The cover showed a stylized landscape with ancient humans silhouetted against a setting sun. The title: The Long Migration by Edward Watson.
"The third book in the Usas series," Sedruth noted. "Already quite popular by this point. Your father won his Hugo Award for the first book in 2002, so by 2010 he's a well-established author."
On screen, young Zeta flipped through the pages, reading random passages. Her expression changed—curiosity becoming fascination becoming something deeper. She checked the publication date, then moved purposefully to the front of the store.
"Can I help you?" The bookstore clerk, a young man with elaborate tattoos, smiled at her.
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"We should have them. Let me check."
The scene shifted, accelerating. Zeta at the register, purchasing all three available Usas novels. Zeta on the bus, reading. Zeta in her dorm room, reading late into the night. Days compressed into seconds as the viewer showed her consuming the series with single-minded intensity.
"Her femtozoan is influencing her?" Diasma asked.
"Observe carefully, robot," Sedruth said. "What you're watching is mostly organic human behavior. The femtozoan isn't forcing interest in the books. It's simply ensuring she notices them, picks them up, gives them a chance. The genuine fascination is all Zeta's biological brain. Eddy is actually a talented writer, you see. His characters compel. His worldbuilding seduces. Young Zeta is falling in love with the Usas universe authentically."
Tyhry watched her mother—so young, so absorbed—and felt a strange mix of emotions. "She looks happy."
"She is happy. Discovering an author who speaks to you, whose fictional universe becomes more real than reality—that's one of the genuine joys available to literate primates." Sedruth paused. "Of course, the femtozoan is also conducting background research. Using Zeta's internet searches to learn about Edward Watson: his age, his appearance, his book tour schedule. Mission preparation."
The scene shifted again. Young Zeta on a laptop, viewing Eddy's author website. Photos of him at book signings, convention appearances. Zeta studying his face, reading his bio.
"Recently divorced," young Zeta murmured to herself, reading. "Lives in Seattle. Book signing tour coming to Portland next month."
"And there it is," Sedruth said. "The convergence point. The femtozoan has identified the target, confirmed he's the Reality Viewer user Manny predicted, and now guides Zeta's biological curiosity toward: wouldn't it be nice to meet him in person?"
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"She has no idea she's being guided," Tyhry said softly.
"Of course not. That would violate Law One. Zeta's biological consciousness experiences this as her own choices: I discovered a great author, I want to meet him. Perfectly normal human behavior." Sedruth's tone became almost pedagogical. "This is how sophisticated Interventionism works. The femtozoan doesn't make Zeta do anything she wouldn't potentially do anyway. It just optimizes probabilities. Ensures she sees the book. Ensures she likes it. Ensures she follows through on meeting the author."
"That's manipulation," Diasma observed.
"Of course it's manipulation. Everything is manipulation. Your programming manipulates your responses. Tyhry's upbringing manipulated her personality formation. Humans manipulate each other constantly through social pressure, advertising, relationship dynamics. The femtozoan just does it more efficiently." Sedruth sounded almost defensive. "At least we're manipulating humans toward beneficial outcomes. Survival. Advancement. Not destroying themselves with nuclear weapons or runaway climate change."
Tyhry couldn't argue with that, though something about watching her mother be guided like a chess piece made her uncomfortable.
"Show me the meeting," she said.
Vignette (ii): The Book Signing
Powell's Books, Portland, Oregon - October 2010
The bookstore's event space was packed. Eddy Watson sat at a table, signing books and chatting with fans. The Viewer showed him at age thirty-eight—younger than Tyhry had ever known him, his hair not yet gray, his face less lined.
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Young Zeta waited in line, clutching her copies of the Usas books. But the Viewer's perspective pulled back, showing something else: a woman standing near the back of the room. Attractive, mid-thirties, watching Eddy with obvious interest.
"Who's that?" Tyhry asked.
"Reynette Cummings. Your father's neighbor in Seattle. Also his pek Observer, assigned by Nyrtia to monitor his Reality Viewer usage." Sedruth's text took on a tone of amusement. "Poor Reynette. She's been cultivating a relationship with Eddy for three years—carefully maintaining the cover story of 'friendly neighbor who sometimes brings over food.' She's been hoping to leverage that into something more intimate, which would give her better access for observation purposes. And now she's watching this book signing where dozens of young women are practically throwing themselves at him."
Tyhry watched Reynette's expression—professional calm with an undercurrent of calculation. "She's trying to figure out if any of these fans are threats to her mission."
"Very perceptive. Yes. Reynette is scanning for anyone who might become serious romantic competition. She's particularly concerned about that redhead who keeps asking detailed questions about Neanderthal mating practices." The Viewer zoomed in on another fan, then returned to Zeta. "But she hasn't identified Zeta as the real danger yet. Zeta looks too young, too ordinary."
The line moved. Young Zeta approached the table.
"Mr. Watson," she said, voice slightly breathless with nervousness. "I just finished reading the entire series. The way you depicted the Usas culture—the details about their tool-making, their social structures—it's so vivid. How did you research it?"
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"But some of your descriptions contradict published research," young Zeta pressed. "Like the cave paintings in book two. You describe specific images that weren't discovered until years after you published. How did you know?"
Tyhry saw something flicker across her father's face—a momentary tension. The infites in his brain activating, preventing him from revealing too much.
"Lucky guesses," Eddy said. "Or maybe the published research is catching up to what the evidence always suggested."
Young Zeta leaned forward slightly. "Or maybe you have better sources than most researchers."
"Now she's flirting," Diasma observed.
"Correct, robot. And it's working. Watch your father's body language." The Viewer highlighted subtle cues: Eddy's posture opening up, his eye contact lingering a bit longer, his smile becoming more personal. "Zeta's biological brain has recognized him as an attractive older man who shares her intellectual interests. The femtozoan hasn't needed to do much—just ensured she asks questions that engage him, maintain eye contact, smile at the right moments."
Eddy signed Zeta's books, writing something more personal than his usual inscription. "If you ever want to discuss Usas anthropology, I'm pretty active on my blog. Leave a comment sometime."
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Across the room, Reynette's expression had changed. She'd noticed the exchange. Her training as a pek Observer allowed her to recognize genuine interpersonal chemistry when she saw it.
"Reynette knows," Sedruth narrated. "She's just identified a potential problem. She'll report this to Nyrtia, but what can she say? 'The target talked to a fan at a book signing.' Hardly grounds for intervention. Still, she makes a note. Zeta Gohrlay. Age 18. College student. Inappropriately interested in the target."
The scene shifted. Later that night, Reynette at Eddy's apartment building, letting herself in with a key she'd been given for "emergency access."
"Mr. Watson?" She called out. "I brought some leftover curry. Thought you might be hungry after the signing."
But Eddy was at his computer, already engaged in a blog conversation. The Viewer showed his screen: a comment from "Z.Gohrlay" asking detailed questions about Usas spiritual practices.
Reynette saw the screen over his shoulder, recognized the name. Her jaw tightened.
"And so it begins," Sedruth said. "The three-way dance. Zeta's femtozoan trying to establish contact with Eddy. Reynette trying to maintain her position as Eddy's primary relationship. And Eddy himself, oblivious to the fact that he's being fought over by alien agents."
"Did Mom know?" Tyhry asked. "Did her biological brain realize Reynette was competition?"
"Watch and see."
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Vignette (iii): The Courtship
Seattle, Washington - November 2010 through March 2011
The Viewer compressed months into minutes. Zeta began commenting regularly on Eddy's blog, their exchanges becoming longer, more personal. She drove up from Portland for a convention where he was speaking. They had coffee. Then dinner. Then...
"They slept together," Diasma stated, observing the Viewer's discreet indication of their growing physical relationship.
"Yes. Five months after they met. Quite restrained by human standards." Sedruth sounded amused. "But watch what else is happening."
The Viewer split-screen: on one side, Zeta and Eddy's developing relationship. On the other, Reynette's increasingly desperate attempts to maintain relevance. She invited Eddy to dinner parties. She asked him to help with home repairs that didn't actually need fixing. She wore progressively more revealing clothing when she "happened" to run into him.
"This is painful to watch," Tyhry said.
"Reynette is a pek Observer, not a relationship expert. Her training focused on surveillance and data collection, not seduction. She's out of her depth." Sedruth paused. "Meanwhile, Zeta's femtozoan is operating with seventy years of human relationship experience. It knows exactly how to guide Zeta toward behaviors that will make Eddy fall in love. Not through manipulation, but through authenticity. Zeta genuinely shares Eddy's interests. She genuinely finds him attractive. The femtozoan just optimizes timing, suggests conversation topics, helps Zeta's biological brain be the best version of itself."
The Viewer showed a moment: Eddy and Zeta in his apartment, discussing his next novel. She made a suggestion about character motivation that made his eyes light up.
"You're brilliant," he said, and kissed her.
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Time compressed further. December 2011. Reynette making a final play, showing up at Eddy's door on Christmas Eve with an expensive bottle of wine and an obvious invitation in her eyes.
Eddy looked uncomfortable. "Reynette, I appreciate the gesture, but I should tell you—Zeta and I are getting serious. She's moving in after she finishes her term at Portland State."
The look on Reynette's face was complex. Disappointment, yes. But also professional concern.
"Moving in? Eddy, you barely know her. She's so young. Don't you think you should take more time?"
"I've never been more certain of anything," Eddy said. And on screen, Tyhry could see he meant it. Her father was genuinely in love.
"Reynette is thinking: mission failure," Sedruth provided. "She's lost access. She's lost position. She'll report to Nyrtia that the target has formed an attachment to a potential bumpha agent, recommend either extraction or enhanced surveillance, and wait for orders."
The scene shifted to Reynette in her apartment, speaking to thin air—reporting to Nyrtia through hierion communication channels the Viewer couldn't directly capture.
"We can only see Reynette's side of the conversation," Sedruth explained. "But she's clearly distressed. She's recommending intervention. And Nyrtia is clearly deciding: let it play out. If Zeta is a bumpha agent, better to monitor her closely than disrupt things and force Manny to use a different approach."
"So Reynette failed," Diasma said.
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Tyhry stared at the frozen image of Reynette's frustrated face. "What happened to her?"
"Keep watching."
Vignette (iv): The Remote Home
Seattle, Washington - May 2012
Zeta had moved in. The Viewer showed the two of them in Eddy's apartment, comfortable with each other in the way that new couples become when the initial intensity settles into something more sustainable.
But Zeta seemed restless. She'd dropped out of college after one year, claiming it wasn't for her. She'd taken a job as a barista, but spent most of her time reading and thinking.
"Eddy," she said one evening, sitting on the couch while he worked at his computer. "Have you ever thought about leaving Seattle?"
He looked up, surprised. "Leaving? Why?"
"You need quiet to write. But this apartment—you have neighbors, street noise, constant distractions. And..." She hesitated, then pushed forward. "That Reynette woman keeps finding excuses to knock on your door. It's uncomfortable."
"Reynette's just friendly."
"Reynette's in love with you." Zeta's tone was matter-of-fact. "She watches you the way a hawk watches a mouse. It's creepy."
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"I don't think—" Eddy began.
"Trust me. Female intuition." Zeta moved to sit on the arm of his chair. "What if we moved somewhere remote? Somewhere you could write without distractions. Somewhere quiet and beautiful."
"Like where?"
"I've been looking." Zeta pulled up her laptop, showing him real estate listings. "Rural Arizona. High desert. Beautiful views. Huge properties where you wouldn't even see your neighbors."
The Viewer paused, and Sedruth's text appeared: "Now watch what happens. Zeta's femtozoan has carefully curated these listings. Each property has been evaluated for suitability based on factors Zeta's biological brain couldn't possibly know: distance from pek observation networks, terrain that limits surprise visits, specific geological features that interact well with hierion-based technology. But to Zeta's biological consciousness, she's just browsing real estate and getting excited about properties that 'feel right.'"
The scene continued. Eddy scrolling through listings, his expression gradually shifting from skepticism to interest.
"This one's interesting," he said, clicking on a property. "Casanay. That's a beautiful name. Large house, thirty acres, surrounded by BLM land. Complete isolation."
"Perfect for writing," Zeta said, her hand on his shoulder.
"Perfect for hiding," Diasma said, watching from the basement workshop. "The femtozoan is isolating the target."
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Weeks passed in seconds. Eddy and Zeta visiting Casanay, falling in love with the property. Eddy making an offer. Zeta researching local contractors for renovations they'd want to make.
And in the background, glimpses of Reynette. Hearing about the move. Realizing she's being left behind. Reporting to Nyrtia.
The final scene in this vignette showed Reynette standing outside Eddy's apartment building as a moving truck was loaded.
"Overseer," she said to the empty air, "target is relocating beyond my effective observation range. Requesting instructions."
A pause. Reynette listening to orders only she could hear.
"Understood. I'll prepare for mission completion and reassignment." She looked up at Eddy's empty apartment windows. "But I'm filing a formal recommendation: the Zeta subject shows signs of bumpha manipulation. Suggest enhanced monitoring protocols at the new location."
"And Nyrtia agrees," Sedruth said. "Which is why, two years later, Anthony Kasty will arrive at Casanay with an impressive resume and a suspiciously perfect fit for the household staff position."
Tyhry felt cold. "It was all planned. Mom moving them to Casanay. Setting up the perfect location for... for whatever was supposed to happen."
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Vignette (v): The Move
Casanay, Arizona - July 2012
The Viewer showed the high desert property as it had looked twelve years earlier. The house was smaller then—they'd added the east wing later. No garden domes. No hot tub. Just the main structure and raw desert landscape.
Eddy and Zeta unpacking. Working together to arrange furniture. Hanging paintings (not Anthony's yet—he hadn't arrived). The mundane domestic rituals of a couple building a life together.
But also: Zeta making specific suggestions about room usage. "This wing would be perfect for your office. Great light. Quiet. And this space—" she indicated what would become the great-room, "—we could put your workspace here. You'd have those beautiful desert views while you write."
"You've thought about this," Eddy said, amused.
"I want you to be happy here. I want this to be your perfect writing sanctuary."
"And it will be perfect," Tyhry murmured, watching from the present. "Perfect for hiding an illegal Reality Viewer. Perfect for raising a child who'll discover femtozoans. Perfect for Manny's long game."
The scene shifted. Night. Zeta alone on the back patio, staring up at the stars. Her expression was complex—contentment mixed with something else. Something calculating?
"Is that her femtozoan thinking?" Diasma asked. "Or her biological brain?"
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The Viewer showed another scene: Eddy at his computer, working on his novel. Zeta brought him coffee, read over his shoulder.
"This section about the Neanderthal cognition—it's brilliant. But are you sure about the timeline? This seems to suggest they had abstract reasoning capabilities earlier than most anthropologists think."
Eddy looked up at her, surprised. "You're right. I should double-check my sources."
"He means the Reality Viewer," Tyhry said. "Even back then, he was using it for research."
"Yes. And Zeta's question just prompted him to verify his data, which means he'll spend the evening Viewing the past and confirming his timeline. Which means Zeta's femtozoan can monitor his usage patterns, ensure he's not accessing anything that might violate Law One." Sedruth paused. "This is her job. Support Eddy's writing. Engage with his work. Provide intelligent feedback that makes him want to include her in his process. The more she's involved, the better she can guide and monitor."
Months compressed. The house taking shape. Zeta's first garden beds being installed. Eddy writing steadily, producing pages. Their relationship deepening.
And then: Zeta taking a pregnancy test.
Two lines. Positive.
Zeta staring at the test for a long moment. Her expression was unreadable.
"What's she thinking?" Tyhry whispered.
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The scene shifted. Zeta telling Eddy. His face transforming with joy and terror in equal measure.
"I'm going to be a father," he breathed.
"We're going to be parents," Zeta corrected, taking his hand.
And somewhere in the Hierion Domain, Tyhry knew, Nyrtia was watching all of this. Calculating probabilities. Preparing her response.
Vignette (vi): The Absences
Casanay, Arizona - 2013 through 2016
Tyhry watched herself grow from infant to toddler in compressed time. The Viewer showed scenes of Zeta holding baby-Tyhry, singing to her, teaching her first words. Eddy exhausted but happy, adjusting to fatherhood while maintaining his writing career.
But increasingly: Eddy leaving. Book tours. Convention appearances. Publicity events.
"Your father's success was accelerating," Sedruth explained. "The Usas series was gaining mainstream attention. Hollywood interest. International translations. All of which required personal appearances."
The Viewer showed Zeta alone at Casanay with toddler-Tyhry. Weeks would pass between Eddy's departures and returns. Zeta managing everything herself—the house, the child, the isolation.
One scene: Zeta on the phone with Eddy, holding two-year-old Tyhry.
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"I'll be back next week."
"You said that last time. Then it turned into ten days." Zeta bounced Tyhry on her hip. "She's growing up so fast. You're missing it."
"I know. I'm sorry. But this is my career. These events sell books, which pays for Casanay, which gives me the quiet time I need to write."
After hanging up, Zeta set Tyhry down and stood staring out at the desert, her expression bleak.
"Her biological brain is genuinely lonely," Sedruth said. "The femtozoan didn't anticipate how difficult the isolation would be. Raising a child alone in the desert while your husband travels constantly—that's harder than mission planning suggested."
More scenes. Zeta teaching Tyhry to walk. To talk. Reading to her. All alone. The cats providing some company, but not enough.
One night, Zeta on the phone with someone: "Mom, I don't know if I can do this anymore. He's gone three weeks out of every month. Tyhry barely recognizes him when he comes home."
Zeta's mother's voice, tinny through the phone: "You knew he was a writer when you married him. You knew the career demands."
"I thought he'd slow down once we had a baby. I thought he'd want to be here."
"Maybe you should move back to Seattle. Or Portland. Somewhere less isolated."
Zeta looking around Casanay, and Tyhry could see the calculation in her mother's eyes. "No. We can't leave. Eddy needs this place for his writing."
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The scene froze, and Sedruth's text appeared: "Here it is. The justification for Anthony. Zeta's biological brain has arrived at the conclusion the femtozoan has been guiding her toward: we need household help. Someone to share the load. Someone who can be here when Eddy's away."
"But the femtozoan has an additional motivation," Diasma observed. "It wants Anthony close where it can monitor him."
"Exactly. Remember: Nyrtia is going to position an Observer at Casanay whether Zeta wants one or not. Better to have Eddy and Zeta hire the Observer themselves, making it seem like their choice rather than an imposition."
The Viewer shifted forward. Zeta browsing employment websites. Writing a job description: "Live-in handyman/housekeeper for remote desert property. Must be comfortable with isolation. Cooking skills preferred. Will provide room and board plus salary."
"She's practically writing the description for Anthony," Tyhry said.
"Yes. The femtozoan has analyzed what kind of cover story would work best for a pek Observer and is helpfully providing exactly that framework. Nyrtia must have found this very convenient."
Applications arriving. Zeta reviewing them. Most were clearly unsuitable—too young, too unqualified, too likely to get bored with the isolation.
And then: Anthony Kasty's application. Perfect resume. Perfect references. Perfect photo showing a middle-aged man with kind eyes and weathered hands.
"I'll do a Skype interview with this one," Zeta said, scheduling the call.
Vignette (vii): The Skype Interview
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The Viewer showed Zeta's laptop screen. Anthony appeared via video call, sitting in what looked like a modest apartment.
"Mr. Kasty, thank you for taking the time to interview," Zeta began formally.
"Please, call me Anthony. And thank you for considering me."
Zeta scrolled through his resume on her screen. "Your experience looks impressive. Home maintenance, gardening, cooking. You've worked at several private estates."
"Yes, ma'am. I enjoy the work. There's something satisfying about maintaining a property, watching gardens grow, creating a comfortable environment."
"Why do you want to work at such a remote location? Most people find the isolation difficult."
Anthony smiled. "I find cities difficult. Too much noise. Too many people. The idea of working at a desert property with wide-open spaces sounds perfect to me."
"And you paint?" Zeta had noticed this in his application materials.
"It's a hobby. I'd need space to set up a small studio, if that's possible."
"We have extra rooms." Zeta found herself liking this man. He seemed genuine. Calm. Exactly what Casanay needed.
"Mr. Kasty—Anthony—I'm going to be honest with you. My husband travels frequently for work. I have a two-year-old daughter. I need someone who's reliable, who can handle the responsibility of helping maintain a household when I might be the only other adult around for weeks at a time."
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"That won't be necessary." The words came out before Zeta consciously decided to say them. "You seem perfect for the position. When can you start?"
Anthony looked surprised. "Don't you want to check my references? Interview other applicants?"
"No need. You're hired."
After the call ended, Zeta sat back, feeling satisfied with her decision. What her biological brain didn't recognize was that her femtozoan had just ensured Nyrtia's Observer would be welcomed into Casanay as a valued employee rather than viewed with suspicion.
In the present, watching from the workshop, Tyhry felt unsettled. "Mom hired a pek Observer without knowing what he was."
"She hired someone who could help with the isolation while Eddy was away," Sedruth corrected. "The fact that he happened to be an alien spy was just a delightful coincidence from her biological perspective."
"But her femtozoan knew?"
"The femtozoan suspected. Manny had warned it about Anthony. But the femtozoan couldn't be certain until Anthony arrived and started exhibiting Observer behaviors. Even then, it had to be careful. If the femtozoan reacted to Anthony's presence in ways that seemed suspicious, Nyrtia would catch on."
"So Mom's femtozoan played a long game," Diasma said. "Welcomed Anthony. Made him feel like part of the family. All while watching him watch them."
"Correct. And now we see how that played out over the next decade."
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Vignette (viii): Raising Tyhry
Casanay, Arizona - 2015 through 2020
The Viewer showed a montage: Anthony arriving at Casanay with two suitcases and a box of painting supplies. Zeta showing him his suite of rooms. Anthony meeting toddler-Tyhry, who immediately took to him.
"Pa!" tiny Tyhry said, reaching for Anthony.
Zeta laughed. "She thinks you're her father. Eddy's been gone so much lately."
Anthony's expression was professionally neutral, but Tyhry—watching from the present—could now see the calculation behind his eyes. He was already observing, documenting, beginning his mission.
The scenes that followed showed something unexpected: genuine warmth. Anthony teaching young Tyhry to garden. Cooking with her. Reading to her when Zeta was busy. Painting her portrait while she played with building blocks.
Zeta and Anthony working together in comfortable companionship. Him doing repairs while she worked on her vegetable beds. Both of them watching Tyhry play. Conversations about child-rearing, about books, about the desert landscape.
"They look like parents," Tyhry whispered. "Like a couple raising a child together."
"In many ways, they were," Sedruth said. "Eddy was the absent father, present perhaps thirty percent of the time. Anthony became the stable male figure in your childhood. And Zeta's femtozoan carefully managed that dynamic—ensuring Anthony felt valued, ensuring he developed genuine attachment to the household, ensuring he was so integrated into Casanay that his cover identity became indistinguishable from his reality."
One scene showed Anthony painting while five-year-old Tyhry watched. He was working on a portrait of Zeta in the garden.
"Is that my mom?" Tyhry asked.
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"You made her look pretty."
"She is pretty." Anthony smiled. "And talented. She grows all the vegetables we eat. That takes knowledge and skill."
"When I grow up, I want to be smart like Mom."
"You're already smart. You ask excellent questions." Anthony added a highlight to the portrait. "What do you want to be when you grow up?"
"A scientist! I want to understand how brains work."
In the present, Tyhry felt a chill. "I said that when I was five?"
"You said that from age four onward," Sedruth confirmed. "The NOTCH2NL genetic modification Manny engineered was already expressing. Your brain was developing the enhanced zeptite endosymbiont integration that would eventually allow conscious access to the Sedron Time Stream. And that unusual brain development manifested as precocious fascination with consciousness and cognition."
The Viewer showed more scenes. Seven-year-old Tyhry building her first computer from a kit Anthony had ordered for her. Nine-year-old Tyhry reading her father's novels and declaring them "silly."
"I don't care about made-up people," young Tyhry told Eddy during one of his rare home visits. "I want to know how real brains work."
Eddy looked wounded. "My made-up people are based on real historical cultures."
"But they're still made up." Young Tyhry was ruthless in her dismissal. "Science is better than stories."
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"You broke his heart a little bit," Sedruth observed. "Though in retrospect, it's clear this was mission-critical. You needed to lose interest in fiction and become obsessed with consciousness science. The femtozoan successfully guided your personality development toward that goal."
"You're saying my mom's femtozoan programmed my childhood interests?" Tyhry felt angry at the suggestion.
"No. Your interests were emergent from your genetic modifications and brain development. The femtozoan simply ensured you had resources—books, equipment, encouragement. Zeta home-schooled you specifically so you could focus on your obsessions rather than being forced into a standard curriculum." Sedruth paused. "Though I note you're uncomfortable with the idea that your childhood was orchestrated. Why is that? All childhoods are orchestrated by parents and environment. Yours just happened to have alien technology in the background optimizing outcomes."
Tyhry didn't answer. She watched scenes of her younger self: intensely focused on projects, asking Anthony and Zeta endless questions about biology and chemistry, building ever-more-sophisticated computer systems in the basement.
And through it all: Anthony observing. Painting. Reporting to Nyrtia. While Zeta's femtozoan watched Anthony watch them, carefully managing what Anthony would see and report.
"It's beautiful, in a way," Diasma said. "Two alien agents, each aware the other is probably an agent, both maintaining perfect cover while raising a child neither of them biologically created."
"Raising the child who would eventually discover their existence," Sedruth added. "The irony is delicious."
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Vignette (ix): The Pivot
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Casanay, Arizona - June 2026 (Tyhry age 10)
The final vignette showed a critical moment. Ten-year-old Tyhry in the basement, working on a robot assembly kit. Eddy was home between book tours, trying to connect with his daughter.
"Tyhry, would you like to read my new manuscript? It's about the last Usas tribe in Europe. I think you'd find it interesting."
Young Tyhry didn't even look up from her work. "No thanks. I'm busy figuring out how to program this robot's motor controls."
"But you might enjoy the story. There's a character who's a young inventor—"
"Dad." Young Tyhry finally looked at him. "I'm not interested in your stories anymore. They're just... they're not real. They're not science. I want to understand actual consciousness, not made-up people in made-up situations."
Eddy looked crushed. "Fiction can teach us about consciousness. About what it means to be human."
"Then write nonfiction. Write about real neuroscience." Young Tyhry returned to her robot. "I'm going to build an AI with real consciousness someday. That's more important than any story."
Eddy left the basement, his expression devastated. Upstairs, he found Zeta in the kitchen with Anthony. They'd heard the exchange.
"She doesn't understand," Eddy said. "She thinks fiction is worthless."
Zeta put a hand on his arm. "She's ten. She'll come back to your work when she's older. Right now she's just exploring her own interests."
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"I know. And someday she'll appreciate that." Zeta's voice was gentle. "But right now, you need to let her be who she's becoming."
Anthony, observing from where he was chopping vegetables, noted how Zeta always knew exactly what to say to soothe Eddy's anxieties. How she managed the family dynamics with almost preternatural skill. He made another note in his mental report to Nyrtia: Zeta continues to exhibit unusual competence in managing Eddy's emotional state. Recommend continued observation.
The Viewer showed one final scene: that night, Zeta checking on sleeping Tyhry. Standing in the doorway of her daughter's room, watching her sleep. Zeta's expression was complex—maternal love, yes, but also something else. Satisfaction? Relief?
"Mission phase two: complete," Sedruth narrated. "Tyhry has been successfully guided toward consciousness research. She's rejected fiction in favor of science. She's obsessed with understanding subjective experience. Everything is proceeding according to Manny's seventy-year plan."
The Viewer went dark.
The basement workshop was silent for a long moment. Tyhry sat motionless, processing everything she'd seen. Diasma's optical sensors remained fixed on the blank screen.
Finally, Tyhry spoke. "My whole life was choreographed."
"Yes," Sedruth said simply.
"Mom's not just Mom. She's been... guided. Shaped. Used as a tool by her femtozoan to engineer my entire childhood."
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"And Anthony's been a spy the whole time, reporting on us to Nyrtia."
"Yes."
Tyhry stood abruptly, pacing. "So what about me? How much of my personality is real? How much of my obsession with consciousness is authentic, and how much is programming?"
"An excellent question that has no satisfying answer," Sedruth replied. "You were genetically engineered before conception. Your brain developed according to specifications Manny designed. Your childhood environment was carefully optimized. Your mother's femtozoan ensured you had resources and encouragement for consciousness research. So tell me: which part of you is 'authentic'? Where do you draw the line between nature, nurture, and alien intervention?"
"That's not helpful."
"Truth rarely is. But consider: every human is shaped by genetics, environment, and circumstance beyond their control. You're not fundamentally different from any other human—you just know more about the shaping forces that made you who you are."
Diasma spoke up. "The question remains: given what you now know, who will you use as the test subject for femtozoan extraction?"
Tyhry stopped pacing. "I don't know. I thought seeing Mom's history would make it easier to choose. Instead..." She gestured helplessly at the dark screen. "Instead I see how hard she's worked. How much she's sacrificed. She raised me alone, most of the time. She created Casanay. She managed everything while Dad was off being a celebrity author."
"Her femtozoan did most of that work," Sedruth interjected.
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"Yes," Sedruth said bluntly. "You would be. The replacement femtozoan would require time to integrate, during which Zeta's cognitive capabilities would be severely compromised. She would eventually recover, but the Zeta you know—the composite entity of biological brain plus time-traveling femtozoan—would be gone."
Tyhry sank back into her chair. "Then I can't use Mom. I won't do that to her."
"Which leaves Marda," Diasma said quietly.
"Which leaves Marda," Tyhry echoed. "A girl I barely know. Someone whose only crime is being a fan of Dad's work and asking too many perceptive questions."
"Don't forget," Sedruth said, "that your father is upstairs right now writing a story specifically designed to test whether Marda would volunteer. An ethical escape hatch, in a way. If she says she wouldn't volunteer, you're off the hook. You can't use her without her consent."
"And if she says she would volunteer?"
"Then you have a decision to make." Sedruth's text seemed almost gentle now. "This is the burden of knowledge, Tyhry. The more you know about the forces that shaped your world, the harder it becomes to act. Welcome to Manny's favorite game: making you feel responsible for choices that were engineered before you were born."
Footsteps on the stairs interrupted the moment. Eddy descended, carrying his tablet, his expression mixing exhaustion and satisfaction.
"Tyhry?" He saw her haunted expression. "Are you okay?"
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Eddy nodded slowly. "Sedruth showed you. I wondered when that would happen."
"Did you know? About Mom's femtozoan?"
"I suspected. Especially after what we learned about femtozoans in general. But suspecting and knowing are different things." He held up his tablet. "I finished the story for Marda. Want to read it before we show it to her?"
Tyhry took the tablet, looking at the title: "The Volunteer" by Edward Watson.
"Give me a few minutes," she said.
Eddy nodded and retreated upstairs, leaving Tyhry alone with Diasma and Sedruth.
She began to read her father's story—a tale of a young fan who discovers aliens inside human brains, who's asked to volunteer for brain dissection, who refuses, and watches Earth fall to alien mind control.
It was, she realized, an ethical test. A mirror held up to Marda's idealism and curiosity. A way to see if Marda was serious about her claims of loving Eddy's work, or just a casual fan.
And it was, Tyhry realized with cold clarity, also a test for herself. Would she actually go through with using Marda? Could she sacrifice a stranger's consciousness for her scientific ambitions?
She didn't know yet.
But she knew she'd find out tomorrow at breakfast.
END CHAPTER 4 {Claude's first draft}
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Scene 1: The Mission Parameters - Set in the Hierion Domain 47 years before Tyhry's birth, showing Manny training the femtozoan for its mission inside Zeta. This establishes:
- The "Anthony Problem"
- The requirement for authentic love (not just neurochemical manipulation)
- The 70-year mission arc ending with transfer into Diasma
- The challenge of maintaining perfect cover under pek observation
Scene 2: The Viewing Session - Structured as a Galilean dialogue with Sedruth as the all-knowing guide, Tyhry as the emotionally invested observer, and Diasma providing logical analysis. The nine vignettes show:
Young Zeta discovering Eddy's work (genuine fascination with subtle femtozoan guidance)
Image by Leonardo. - The book signing with Reynette the rival Observer
- The courtship and Reynette's displacement
- Zeta engineering the move to Casanay
- Setting up the isolated location
- Eddy's absences creating justification for hiring help
- The Skype interview where Zeta unknowingly hires Anthony
- Anthony and Zeta co-parenting Tyhry
- Ten-year-old Tyhry rejecting fiction for science
The chapter builds ethical tension as Tyhry sees how much Zeta has sacrificed, making her increasingly reluctant to use her mother as the test subject—which pushes her toward using Marda instead. It ends with Eddy delivering "The Volunteer" story, setting up the breakfast scene in Chapter 5 where Marda will be tested.
Next: my edited version of Chapter 4 of "The Sims".
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