Transcription: Product not yet rated. I woke up tied to a chair, my head pounding with a pain I shouldn't be able to feel. Somebody tossed my office or I'd forgotten to call the cleaners. I couldn't remember which. Come to think of it, I couldn't remember much. There was a dame involved. There's always a dame involved. And she was in some kind of jam. There was something about a power plant scandal and zombies. I hate zombies. A rotten mob boss who was running the whole sick show. Oh yeah, and someone stole my frickin' head. Now I'm gonna find out who so I can return the favor. Damn it.
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