Drop tab "A" into slot "B" and fasten your safety harness. It's time to dance to the global beat. It's time to plug in and play. It's time to go for the bonus round, when killing is as easy as pushing a button. Fear, drugs, delusion, and a terrifying reality far beyond the bounds of normal paranoia. Get ready to take it to the next level but watch out for the face pirates and, whatever you do, don't piss off your corporate sponsors. Ignore the desperate cries coming from somewhere over the distant horizon, because inquiring minds tend to disappear without a trace. Another endless night in The Zone. The raw cold dawn and tinny aftertaste means you're finally sobering up. Time to make your way home through the sharp dirty morning, looking for shelter until it starts all over again tomorrow night.