A man with a hidden purpose finds himself caught amidst the backdrop of accelerating madness and confusion as reality quite literally begins to fall apart around him.
Our hero finds himself assaulted by anarchic space vixens, shadowed by a burned-out apparition, and hunted by the operatives of an evil corporation.
How can one find meaning in a universe doomed to oblivion? Is it possible to maintain moral objectivity when your fate is dangled in front of you like a hypnotist's watch? Might it be better to just get shitfaced and enjoy the fireworks?