Waking up from a gentle female voice and sun rays breaking through the eyelids. It seemed like a good start to the day. If you don’t take into account the fact that the sun’s rays are an imitation of a smart ceiling, and the gentle female voice belongs to a grumpy AI with the FSW settings turned up. An ordinary day for an ordinary person from the future. It would seem that everything will continue to go the same way as always. And everything would have been so if the main character had not sat down on the wrong day, in the wrong capsule.