In Alz, you wander as a blank-faced man through a landscape of trees and skyscrapers that stutter and glitch as a strange black box follows. It's an incredibly short experience, a poem-length ...

From my mother’s sleep I fell into the State, And I hunched in its belly till my wet fur froze. Six miles from earth, loosed from its dream of life, I woke to black flak and the nightmare fighters.