I’m deep in meditation, fully immersed in an immaterial dimension. Clarified light washes over me. I spin in place, letting it pour across my full-hearted smile. Suddenly, something strikes me in the chest. I’m sent spinning downward, into a black nightmare realm of tattered jags and ugly angles. WTF? I cast a wild glance around, and see a crystal-festooned New Ager approach me, laughing while slowly clapping his hands. “You think you get enlightenment before us, Kent? Think again.” He snaps his fingers and a horde of patchouli-covered crazies are running at me, galloping on all fours and baring their teeth. They smother me in a group hug, chanting their stupid chants with their stupid forced grins…NO. I open my eReader to Echo. Magic flash. My hand thrusts out of the mob. A bolt of brilliance crashes down from the sky and courses through my fingers, electrifying my body. I transform into the latest, greatest model of the Veritech fighter and I hear my voice rise in a defiant scream: “BY THE POWER OF ROBOTECH!” Suddenly I’m in battloid mode, blazing away at mobs of vacant-smiled freakshows with my heavy beam cannon. BO visibly bursts from these fools in noxious green clouds as I litter the ground with bloody, bead-covered limbs.