I'm immersed in a live-action shooter video game. I'm prowling the rooftops with a small submachine gun looking for targets. I sneak up on some cops and begin firing. I hit one cop, a middle-aged black detective, who begins to saunter away. He's half-heartedly talking about getting backup.

Back down on street level, I see Tom & Lynnette with Susannah. Lynnette excitely asks me for something to do with Susannah. Susannah is curious as to Lynnette's excitement. I tell her that Lynnette is trying to program a version of The Sims to play after we've moved and she's trying to figure out what "Susannah" likes to do. I tell Lynnette that just like in the game, she should try stuff until she figures it out.

A bus suddenly pulls up between us and a criminal begins shooting at me through the window. I fire back but my small calibre rounds can't penetrate the glass. The criminal, a bored-looking young white man, steps around the front of the bus and continues shooting at me with a pistol. I keep firing back, to little effect.