The man gets a work email, telling him that he must go to Io in order to work on silica deposits. He is given a voucher to use a teleportation service. Hesitantly, wondering if it’s safe to leave cat behind, he thinks about how his job requires him to travel on short notice and grudgingly looks through teleportation services and ponders whether he should use them or take a shuttle. On the website for one such teleportation service, T-Port, he finds out his voucher has expired but books it anyway.

The man takes a taxi to a teleport hub and lines up in a queue for the nearest pod. He lines up behind a woman with a dog and tells her he didn’t know he could take pets. He then gets into the pod after she leaves, scans his ticket, and surprisingly gets his hand pricked for blood. The pod’s floor then gives, causing him to fall onto a floor where all the other people have landed, unconscious. The bodies are then put onto conveyor belts leading into a chamber of blades where bodies are carved up. Still conscious, he gets up, grabs the woman’s dog, which is still alive, and makes a run for it until he finds a maintenance door to escape from.

Back at home, the man types up a review about T-Port, recalling how he was nearly murdered. He calls the police, but a T-Port rep picks up instead. On the call, the T-Port rep tells him that teleportation is cheap because the original bodies are carved up to turn into feed, while the new bodies are replicated at the destination. From a video link, the man sees that his other self is already there on Io. The T-Port rep tells him that such conditions were elaborated in terms which are public domain and that he should’ve known. After the call, someone appears at his door. A gun is jammed into his face. Meanwhile, his next self is already at an Airbnb in Io. He writes a five-star review.