the sticker lying on the ground next to the heap of old computers has left you squeamish.
you remember the canister of gasoline in your truck and turn to get it. but just as you make the first step, a loud shriek of metal on concrete makes your hair stand up. you turn back to see a gaping hole in the heap. DAN reveals itself as an elderly chinese make terminal which challenges you to best it in a game of Mahjong, and threatens you with banishment to the land of Dialup