You appear in the heart of New Kowloon District, confused. All around you lights, and buildings. It's reminiscent of the Kowloon Walled City of the very distant past.. though everything is illuminated by the neon lights permeating off the seemingly endlessly uprising towers and compacted hole-in-the-wall restaurants jammed into the alleys below. The entirety of Neo-Hong Kong has become the Kowloon Walled City of the distant past. Complete with seedy unlicensed clinics, AI-run crime syndicate businesses, as well as the homes of millions jam-packed on top of each other reminiscent of the dark lawless labyrinth of a time long forgotten. An extraterrestrial of some unknown sort stops and asks you telepathically if you're okay. "Yes, just a bit lost. what is there to do around here?" you reply. The entity motions upward toward a giant glimmering billboard atop the city skyline and replies: "Get Some Life™?" You decide to take a walk into the dark labyrinth...

"...looking around at this landscape you decide to venture further and deeper into the labryinth. Leading to a triple fork in the pathways, one leading underground, one leading to hundred flights of stairs, leading to more seedy run businesses, homes, and Life Dens among others. The other path takes you straight down an incredibly long corridor that leads to a door with strange glowing green wires on the geo-foam brick the walls of the hall are made of...." "Strange..." "Should I like.. touch it?"

"You notice these strange pulsating, glowning neon pipeline-wires running into this door, as if powering something.. after studying them for a while you notice that they are cold to the touch... you decide to approach the door instead of inspecting these bizarre wires..."

"There's a strange extraterrestrial inside the door, with long, straight blonde hair put up in a bun & wearing a 2000's Neon green puffer-parka jacket, with many pockets. You assume he is to be of Pleadian origin as he looks quite similar to a Nordic Human Male, though some of his features appear otherworldly." *You exude anxious energy into the room* "Hey, man. You alright? You need a fix or somethin'?" The mysterious figure asks. You think for a minute about all of the things you've seen and heard about Life™. You decide, "Fuck it, I sure could use a little Life™ in me right now, anyways." The two of you chuckle. The extraterrestrial hands you a pre-loaded Life™ name-brand glass sealed Ampule. "100% Pure Life™ hydrochloride solution. 1mg/mL" "Ready to Inject!", reads the ampule labeling. You use the virgin vein on the crook of your right elbow. You remove the cap from the syringe, and nervously take a look at your target: the virgin vein on the crook of your right elbow. You pierce the needle into the selected vein, pull back on the plunger and see that you are indeed in the vein, with a crimson plume giving you the go-ahead. You push down the plunger until its gone. "You know this is my first time, I'm not even really sure what t-", you stammer out before: *BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOSSSSSSSSHHHHHHHHHHHHHH* ....... ... You feel nothing but absolute bliss, and unbridled euphoria. The world means nothing to you. The world means everything to you... You look at your new friend with both glee and desolation... "It really seems like this world was just meant to die for." You pull a cigarette from your pack and hand another to the Pleadian. You both light a cigarette.

"...Your first injection of life sends you into an introspective state when you sober up a little, where you question your own reality. In a world where we're born to die, a world where people inject recycled life to stay alive and people profit from it, you slowly realize this world was meant to die for..."

The rush of the high wears down a bit. You and the Pleadian decide to go for a walk. It's about 2am at this point, you both look up at the stars. "Which one are you from?" You ask the Pleadian. He points to a constellation. He explains that he's a 2nd generation Earthling. His folks came here after a loss of resources forced the Pleadians to come to Earth in droves, often struggling to fit in with Humans because of their extremely tall and abnormally gorgeous, yet uncanny features to the Human eye. The Pleadian gives you a business card with a very regally printed out design, for a Robot Repair Shop not far from here. There's a telephone number and Address. "I work here, give this guy a call anytime if you need help in the city or if you need any Life™ at a massive discount. Tell him I sent ya, he gets his supply diverted straight from the Life™ Refineries on the outside of town." "Life Refinery?" You ask with surprise. "Yeah man. I gotta go though, I'll see you around. Nice gettin some Life™ with ya!" You look back down at the business card. You decide to check out the address...

"You find yourself directed to a small mechanic shop the Pleadian told you about, where AI-robots are being worked on and repaired by both extra-terrestrial and human mechanics alike. The air smells thick of motor oil as you watch the masked entity solder the robot's imperfections. Sparks fly." You decide to inquire the main proprietor of this operation. This isn't just a repair shop. It's also a front for illegally diverted Life™ ampules and syrettes, according to the Pleadian. You immediately eye what appears to the be the boss around here. The head of the place is what looks to be of Mantis origin, revealing their face from under his Welding Mask. The entity had to have been at least 9 feet tall... You tell him telepathically the Pleadian sent you. His demeanor changes to what appeared to be utter contempt at the mention of the Pleadian, but still retains a friendly demeanor. You converse without a single spoken word about possibly purchasing Life™ syrettes. "You sure you want those and not the ampules? You can only shoot 'em under your skin, ya know?" The Mantis also spits/shares some game: -"Ampules are sealed glass vials that must be broken to draw up the solution for injection.' -"Syrettes are best for a quick and discrete fix, or a fix when you're withdrawalin' and ya need it fast! But they're alot harder to come by. -They also kinda suck because they can only really be used subcutaneously (skin popping), meaning 'under your skin' injection. I've seen some nutty ass cats over the years that hit their veins with those things though, man. Crazy!" -"Oh, and the rarity is because syrettes are only for military medics it seems." "Ampules are the only thing they push on everybody. It's almost like they want all of us here on Earth to purposely destroy our vein network or something... and my father was a Grand Mantis, so I'm not working with much to begin with here, we're a skinny people, man!" the Mantis jokes. "Usually I just use the syrettes myself these days, just because my veins were fragile when I was born, let alone after 45 years of ramshackle, self-administered Life™ ampule injections. Heh heh." "Hell, when I came to this planet in 2105, I would have never guessed the Humans would capitalize on their own Life essence and lack of Serotonin... but I did read that long before, supossedly in the 1990's Earth Human's attempted to do something similar to what would later be Life™ with what were called "SSRI Anti-depressants", or somethin'. That's until they stopped workin' I guess and desperate measures were developed... and here we are decades later I guess, huh?" You're visibly speechless. The mantis goes on and tells you that the Life™ industry is far, far more terrible than could be imagined. "If you know whats good for you kid, stay the fuck away from the Industrial District of this place. If you want to continue using Life™, or if you plan on keeping some sort of human morality, stay away my friend." "If you do go though, be prepared to go into withdrawal shortly after." -Wait, Why? What? you ask, curious. He nearly cuts you off, "Just listen, come to me and I'll help you with some detox medications. I have some various old-school medications that can help you from the olden times of Human Pharmacy! Subutex, Methadone, the choice is yours really! They're both delicacies to me. You can't find this stuff anymore for a thousand bucks! heh heh." 'But.. wait. Methadone and Subutex? Why would that aid in my withdrawal? Are you sa-', you're cut off by the Mantis. "Yes, kid... Life™... isn't just Life essence. It's Life essence along with a powerful opioid that the company puts in the mix to get people addicted. It's really fucked, man. But we're all on this hamster wheel together. Mantis, Human, Pleadian, whatever!" 'It sure did feel like an opioid... this all makes a little more sense anyway..." you stutter out. I gotta know whats in this shit... how they make it. I just have to.. I- "Listen, kid. I can tell you're a Human with a conscience. Some of these people don't give a shit where it comes from. They don't give a shit what consciously goes into their human vascular system at their own hand..." "But if you do investigate, something tells me you'll be back here. You seem like you have great spirit. I'll have those meds and some syringes ready for ya, buddy. Heh heh, like I said too, your pick. Though, ya can't IV the Methadone, if you're a needle guy or somethin'." 'Well.. jeez that's mighty kind of you... but I don't see why I would need those drugs all because I see a factory right? I mean I already know it's Life essence what else could I possibly be shocked by?", you ask brashly. The mantis says nothing and smugly smirks, his wide thin mouth, going back to welding the robot he was previously working on, before again abruptly pausing: "Oh and one more thing, you're gonna see some shit regardless, but for your own Human psychology's health: stay the fuck away from the windows, kid." 'Wait, why the windows?!', you yell. Going unheard. Mask down. Sparks continue to fly.

**TRACKS 8 & 9 DON'T HAVE ANYTHING TO DO WITH THE "GET SOME LIFE™" STORYLINE!!** **"Brushed Steel Label" IS THE END OF THE STORY; FORWARD FROM THIS EP!** So go check it out to find out what happens to our young protagonist next [Simply 1 of 2 Bonus Tracks I threw on here, just some shit I had been working on/unreleased material I wanted to throw on as a bit of an extra little gift! (or curse, if you don't like acid techno)] -SG

[Simply 1 of 2 Bonus Tracks I threw on here, just some shit I had been working on/unreleased material I wanted to throw on as a bit of an extra little gift! (or curse, if you don't like acid techno)] -SG