You are Cid Shinjuku, hardboiled groomer of the undead and melancholic otaku. In the year 199X and with the help of your barbecue sauce-fiending partner, the Dog of Dracula, you ended the sauce draught—a war on condiments waged by a seriously rude ghoul—and brought an end to worldwide misery. But in Nuevo Tokyo in the year 2000, everything has gone to cyberhell. Technology has advanced. Sauce abuse is the norm. The undead don't want your grooming. The corporations control a perverse information superhighway known as the cyberbahn and everyone's being forced to plug in. It's once again up to you to say words and do things.