You're alive again, and eager to see Grrrl die. She has been abusing you for a while now; last time she blew you away with a fusillade from her nail gun. And as you glide along the blue gray corridors of this ghostly computer-generated world, finger itchy at the trigger, it's Grrrl you're after. The fact that in real life Grrrl is a pretty twentysomething who rudely shooed you out of her office just before the game started has nothing to do with it, you tell yourself. This is war--or its virtual equivalent.
It certainly looks like war, as you turn...
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