As the firelight died down, in the cold, damp cell, Sharon nervously watched the convulsing figure of the evil leader. The next moment, the leader abruptly turned, fingers gripping his eye sockets, and slowly lifted his skull. "I will bestow upon you new insights," Sharon exclaimed, overjoyed, and quickly retrieved the dark magic tome from his eyeballs, eager to share his knowledge. Seconds later, the mad leader, his mind shattered, crawled out of the cell, screaming, and ran wildly into the collapsing, endless darkness of the arcade. ....Simplified version: This is a death game where life is the stake, a carnival for madmen chasing forbidden knowledge. The terminally ill Sharon, in his quest for a cure, also chooses to join this feast of mad nightmares.