Once, in Beijing, a young girl in a red gown huddled in a doorway. She was the last surviving member of the Yoshi Crew, a band who had until recently been quite the rage amongst the in-crowd of Berlin. Her devil-may-care attitude and foul mouth had won her a place in the hearts and minds of Berlin's anti-establishment, anti-casual, anti-everything crowd. In Beijing, things had gone more than a little wrong. Mechmal, the under-fed, over-exaggerated singer had found them a gig at a nightclub in the centre of Beijing's equivalent of Soho as they worked their way around the world. It was a big mistake. The owner took the young girl to be a kidnap victim and alerted the authorities. An epic chase ensued as the band attempted to escape, resulting in the death of the bassist at the hands of a sword-wielding demon from the future. As she looked back on those minutes, she wondered how this had come to pass...

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