rebel worker 2 busts into the hyperprison. people are laughing and planning. traffick boss is drawing charts in the wall. a tiny wormhole is opened to dictatortopia and little multicolored weird-ass contorted smilies keep popping in and out of it.
rebel worker 2: “what is going on here? wealthy investor told me to never trust if something like this happened.” dictator of dictatortopia: “your clown thinks he got himself a prison job.” dictator of dictatortopia puffs on traffick boss’s cigar 2034 2035 traffick boss: “hey, this contract could get us al— 2035
