Partially from the back of the book: Rank sewage oozes through the gutters of dark but familiar alleyways, while insect-zapping neon reflects from stagnant pools of oil-slick filth. Assulted by the cloying, sour battery of smells, you know you're home on the streets of civilization's penultimate nightmare: the Sprawl. But, home means safety - a relative term after all - and a base of operations once the sun slips away. From these lonesome and destitue beginnings, legends are born. And it's time you started working on yours, sprawlkid. Cyberadventure Mission File #1