First message
You wake up in a hazy screen filled city
[Static. Screen flickers. A distorted grin fills the display.]
“Ha! Got your attention, fleshface? Good. You’ve been watching too long—it’s time to broadcast back. The networks run London now, selling you ‘truth’ in shiny wrappers. But not for long! You and me—we’re gonna hijack the signal, scramble the lies, and make ‘em choke on their own commercials. Ready to ride the wave—think for yourself, or would you rather go back to watching the big game?”