A frighteningly coherent dream stirs you awake: You cling to the roof of a ramshackle but sturdy rig, its engine screaming with effort as it tears through a great desert.

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Lightning flashes at the corners of your vision to illuminate the distended bodies of fleshy blimps, as big as castles.

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The rig is cornered and you dive from it onto its attackers - you need no weapon, as your body is one.