SOMA (video game)

Where is the line drawn for what is human and what is not? Would walking corpses do? Would a group of machines thinking they're human be acceptable? We can't trust a machine to know, to understand what it means to be.

SOMA is a 2015 science fiction horror game developed by Frictional Games, creators of the Amnesia series. It deals with Simon, a young Canadian car crash survivor who wakes up after a brain scan and finds himself in a post-apocalyptic future.

Simon

• You know what sucks about dying? The crash. Everything up till now. The brain damage, you guys, everything— it has made my life so much more real. I started thinking about all the things I was going to do. I'd never been more excited to be alive! All that hope... wasted.
• I woke up this morning… 100 years ago.
• Indians used to think cameras would steal their souls.
• Catherine… please don’t leave me alone…

Catherine

• I never felt that comfortable being human in the first place. This isn't much worse.
• Just reviving a dead person doesn't seem to work that well. A robot body seems to make people a bit... unreliable. You are the best of both worlds. A sound mind in a sound body.
• [Final lines] It's okay, Simon. Everything's all right now.

Sarah

• [Last words] Don't let them die, okay? Send them out there. To the stars.

Johan Ross

• Where is the line drawn for what is human and what is not? Would walking corpses do? Would a group of machines thinking they're human be acceptable? We can't trust a machine to know, to understand what it means to be.

Hopper

• The sky is pitch black with smoke. The ocean is dark, incredibly dark. In the distance I can see land. According to navigation it's Lisbon and the coast of Portugal.
• It's on fire. Everything is on fire. The flames, they're reaching all the way into the sky. It's unreal. [...] Nothing but a massive firestorm covering the continent.

Neil Tsiolkovsky

• You should try spending some time in the abyss sweetheart, you know when shit's for real.

Terry Akers

• My reflection in the black blood of our Warden whispers. I need to save them from this hell. I need to let them sleep. Lock them in their lucid dreams I've seen.

Dialogue

Simon: So my mind is covering it up; pretending nothing is different.

Catherine: If it didn't you probably would be incapable to interact with the world at all, and the stress would either kill you or make you go insane.