About 23:15, Docklands, NMK, Sunday the 25th of April, 2055.

About 23:15, Docklands, NMK, Sunday the 25th of April, 2055.

We enter the club through a set of double doors and find ourselves in the foyer. It looks just as rough as the outside of the club, but with the addition of a rather sizeable, pear- shaped bloke sat behind a table, asleep. Leaving him to the beauty sleep he so obviously needs, we enter the club proper through another set of double doors.

Once inside, we see the obligatory bar that's propping up the bored looking barman. There's an empty dance floor, and a scattering of tables and chairs, some of which are occupied. Aurally, here's a low murmur of conversation and some quiet music playing. Despite some missing letters, a sign on the back wall can be read as leading to some privacy booths through a curtained doorway. Off to the right are the toilets.

"What'll it be?" asks the barman as we approach. "Beers" says Roland as he gets a round in. Not for Yuki and Crash though, as they head off through to the privacy booths. I don't wanna know what for! The rest of us take a seat at a table and wait.

After a while the fire alarm sounds. Some people in the bar react instantly, others much more slowly, and some don't seem bothered at all. We wait for Yuki and Crash to appear before doing anything.

A couple of groups of people enter the bar through the curtain from the privacy booths. The notable ones are three members of The Sisters who are carrying a familiar looking attaché case. Crash and Yuki are following them out and we hear Crash ask if he can escort them out. They just ignore him.

Then it all goes a bit pear-shaped, just like the doorman. Roland pulls a gun and shouts "Drop the case!" Two of the Sisters pull guns on him and shout "Drop your gun" in reply. Yuki draws on them and shouts "Drop your guns" and the third Sister draws on Yuki and shouts "Drop yours".

By the end of that imaginative exchange, all of us and all the Sisters have guns drawn, though I've drawn mine more quietly and kept it under the table. I wonder what'll happen next?