*Ding-dong*
Amanda rolled over in bed. School was out for the summer, and there was no way she was going to get up unless she absolutely had to.
*Ding-dong* *Ding-dong*
Obviously, it wasn't going to stop. She hopped out of bed and walked downstairs, glad she had decided to wear her pajamas to bed. Though being the only girl in her household, that had been a habit ever since she was young. Her father and brother had both been in the habit of walking around in the house in just their underwear, it was something Amanda had learned to live with. Now it was just her and her father though, and he didn't do much of anything when he was home anymore.
*Ding-dong* *Ding-dong*
Amanda opened the front door, ready to shout at whoever was there, but instead opened the door to find no one, just a package sitting on the porch. She must have just missed the delivery man, but there wasn't even a sign of his truck. With a sigh she picked up the package, looking at the shipping label. It was addressed to her brother, Luke. Probably something he had ordered months ago, it had to have been. He had died in a car accident two months ago. That was most of the reason her father had seemed to have given up. Luke and her father had had a special relationship, a father/son bond that Amanda just didn't seem to measure up to. She didn't blame her father. She had been closer to her mother until sickness took her nearly ten years ago.
She walked up the stairs with the package, and opened the door to Luke's room. Her father came in here a lot to think, he'd probably deal with the package later. Though just as she was about to leave the room, curiosity overwhelmed her. Just what had he ordered? It wasn't a large package. She found a pair of scissors on Luke's desk and quickly cut the box open. It was a CD, with Chronivac printed on the case's insert, and what looked like a webcam. She looked at the things in her hand then over to the computer that sat on Luke's desk. Surely it wouldn't hurt just to pop these things in and check them out? She sure as hell wasn't going to put it on her computer, but Luke had known computers, and if he ordered it it was probably safe. Still, better to use his rig, the virus protection was better than on hers. She took a seat and plugged in the camera, pointing it towards her. She waited a few minutes for the computer to boot up and popped in the CD. After a surprisingly short install period, a new icon appeared on the desktop: "Chronivac 4.0".
She double clicked to open the program, a little red light on the camera blinking to life as she did. For a moment the screen simply said "Scanning", then after a minute or so, it brought up a strange looking program with a couple of windows. One full of text and another with an animated figure of....
"Is that me?!" She looked at the camera that was pointed at her then back at the figure. Did it scan her in? It certainly looked like it. But the model of her was completely nude, from head to toe, and disturbingly accurate. The long brown hair was hanging loose around the virtual her's shoulders, despite it currently being in a ponytail. Even her C cup breasts and pert tan nipples looked exactly like hers. Then her eyes moved to the text window, going wider with every word she read.
Name: Amanda Renee Young
Age: 16
Ethnicity: Caucasian
Height: 5'6"
Weight: 110lbs
Hair: Brown
Eyes: Blue
Orientation: Bisexual
Press F3 for more options.
Out of curiosity she pressed F3, which produced a list of everything from breast size to body hair. What was this thing? Experimentally, she went back to the basic options, changing the hair color from brown to blond. As soon as she did, the model's hair changed to blond as well. The "Accept" button suddenly went from grey to green as she did was well. She clicked on it and another window popped up with the words, "Alter Reality?" with the options to accept or deny. She wondered what it meant by that, the cursor hovering over deny before finally moving over to accept. She pressed it and the question box went away. but nothing happened to the screen other than the button greying itself out again. Though a reset button was now green. She hadn't noticed her own hair turn a bright shade of blond, pulled back from her face as it was. Seeing no harm in the weird little program, she decided to play around with it some more.