Just the pretty ones. ( the ones who look like they're going to cause trouble for jason and everyone else stuck here. they really don't need another incident to handle--the other one happened just before something bigger, badder, and he never got the answers to how they escaped (yet), but jason's not taking any chances this time around. )

You're in New Amsterdam, year 2511. The Governor is a gal named Lydia Gill-Jade, chief of police is Shanna Mikhailov. Everything is run off chips in our head--from turning on the engine to your goddamn bike to operating a microwave.

( anyway-- )

None of us remember how we got here. We're all from different sides of the multiverse. Whoever has done this is powerful enough to debilitate gods.