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NEWS
News? You think we got news? Think we'd tell you if we did?
Load for human--hit the streets and play for keeps!
Check the Message Boards if you dare--or are you afraid?
You still here?
What're you waiting for, a free sample?
Okay, we'll give you a taste of what Beyond Paranoia's like. You don't get to see the graphics--we're not that nice. But here's what you're in for.
- You pull up the collar of your trench coat to keep the rain from dripping
down your neck, and tug the brim of your hat down over your eyes. You
don't want to be recognized. You've got enemies in this neighborhood.
What was that sound behind you--someone opening a switchblade? And is that really a wino lying at the end of the alley?
You walk down the steps that lead to the Cellar. You push open a grimy door and find yourself at the top of another short flight of stairs, looking down into the main room of the bar.
You see a dozen stained, battered tables in the dimly lit area between you and the bar. Maybe half of them occupied. Some of the occupants inspect you. Most ignore you--or pretend to. And your neck is prickling, like maybe there are more eyes watching you from the shadows.
So what are you going to do...walk up to the bar? Sit at one of the empty tables? Sit at one of the not-so-empty tables? Or maybe see who's hiding back in the shadows--hey, no guts, no glory.
There are no right answers. There are no wrong answers. Just answers that will get you killed and answers that will let you live another five minutes.
If you're lucky.