Excitedly, I boot up the new demo for Militsioner, a game I've had a watchful eye on since its announcement. A phone rings, it's my lawyer. I don't know why I've been arrested, but with the shattering of my balcony window I quickly know one thing: there's a giant motherf**king cop that won't let me leave this town. He (always referred to as HE) starts to grill me. He tires of the questions, asking me to vocally consent to staying put and forgo any attempt at escaping. I refuse. I fail the tutorial. "Oh," I say to myself. "So this is gonna be a good video game, huh?"
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