[spoken in a mysterious female voice - radio static while she speaks] “They move through the city like shadows and sparks — the cyberpunks. Wired and wired-in, rebels and dreamers, survivors in a concrete & neon jungle lit by flickering lights and electric rain. They hack the system, rewrite the code, and dance between danger and freedom. In their veins run data streams mixed with blood, their rebellion a symphony of light and static. They are the pulse beneath the surface — the glitch in the perfect machine.” cyber punk dreamers cybernetic dreams. [delay - echo] (dreams, dreams, dreams,)
