"It does, doesn't it? Like something out of Space Trekking, only creepier."

They get to a hatch. "Alright, these are all over the city, in buildings and outside. The hand with the bracelet goes here." She demonstrated.

"You see the little numbers? They're credits. You get a set number every month, and you can spend them. Like money, sort of. You picture what you want, in your head, with your hand here." She concentrates, a moment, and a crisp, perfect golden delicious apple rolls out.

"And then your credits go down a bit, and you have your food, or your clothes, or whatever."