Futuristic sounds in a past time, dreams of electro pulses coursing through our veins, thoughts of you and I shocking lips, making light. Boom, blast, zinging everything around us. Only you and I, now inside the grid, fighting for our freedom. Beat all levels, every phase a different challenge, every phase a New Tomorrow, When will ours begin?
When you stand up and fight. Ready- Set fire! And off we go in search of the horizon of what might be something real.