Ariadne (Inception) 3
Ariadne knew, she had known for a while, that the world most people lived in simply didn't exist. It was banks and banks of virtual reality servers. She should know, she was one of the designers of the maze, so to speak.
It had started out as a group therapy, and the doctors had discovered that the more people that were hooked up to it, the better it worked, the old adage of 'the more the presidents sleep, the safer the people will be' was proving to be true. Sort of. Because it wasn't the leaders who were sleeping, it was the people.
And today was the day that it was time to wake them up. She didn't know what would happen, mass chaos, probably, and she knew that some of them wouldn't be able to handle the stress of the transition, but she couldn't be a part of this any longer, she couldn't allow it to go on.
She also couldn't let on, to anyone, what it was she was planning, she just smiled at the security guard the same as she always did, setting her travel cup of coffee and her ID badge into the tray before stepping through the metal detector, retrieving both items on the other side with a cheerful: "Good morning."