The escaped indentures awaken in a haze as they awaken in new bodies, to be jolted by the panicked voice of “Joe”, the AGI serving as John Parker’s Muse, who informs them that the morphs it stole for them belong to the Lords of Death, one of the local Triads.
Half-blind and naked save for a few concentric thermal bandages, they do their best to stumble out of the illicit sleeving facility before their egos and implants are fully online, lest the Lords of Death catch them unprepared. Exiting the "dollhouse:, they find themselves in a dimly lit corridor, which branches out into multiple avenues like a rat warren.
As their implants come online, they discover that the mapsofts they pull up from the Mesh seem to be intentionally deceptive, and it isn’t long before they are hopelessly lost. When they stop to discuss their options on how to navigate, Dennis wordlessly takes off with clear purpose. Not having a better idea, the others follow.
They eventually emerge from the underground tunnels into massive laundromat facility. They pilfer a few items of clothing that fit their new morphs and leave the facility, taking note that the synthmorph attendees take no mind of their presence, as if they do not even see them.
Stepping out of the laundromat, they take their first steps into the dank alleys of Little Shanghai. As they take in the sights, sounds, and certainly smells, everything seems eerily familiar…