"It<em>is</em>a lot to take in," Alexis admitted~ She gazed down, through the glass-and-chrome windows; The place she'd been brought to was comparatively mundane- A penthouse office- but with the surreal touches she'd come to associate with the grid. Neon lines glowed, faintly, on the walls- The tiles underfoot humming with an almost palpable energy. The room's chair hovered, legless, above the surface; Around her, data screens danced, information flickering past nearly too fast to be seen~!<br/><br/>The cool railing beneath her fingers- It was the first thing that felt solid, that felt<em>real</em>, here, as she glanced up into the storm-tossed skies; Allan's summary had filled in the details, but it was one thing to actually<em>see</em>it...To<em>be</em>here, in the flesh~! Part of her wondered if she was really dreaming all this- In her prim ENCOM blouse and heels, she actually felt distinctly out of place~!<br/><br/>Questions~? She had<em>way</em>too many- How had this...*world* within a world been created? Who'd crafted the cyclopean skyscrapers, the brooding skies, or populated it with the people...The *Programs*...that walked the streets? It was as if some God had grown tired of his creations...Or had left them in a city wracked by ruin. No- There *was* one that came to mind...<br/><br/>"-I have to ask...<em>Why</em>are we doing this?" She tilted her chin towards the windows, indicating the city below. "This place, it needs fixing, but...That isn't the only reason, is it? What are we- The Users- doing here?" Alexis touched her fingertips to the 'glass'...Tiny sparks of energy flickered between her skin and the rainswept surface- "...It's almost as though you're hoping to<em>find</em>something..."