Xander finds himself humming the opening song to the Teela O'Malley show as he steps out onto the street of Alpha Complex. He's pretty sure that if he never hears that woman's voice again, it will be too soon, but the tune is weirdly and annoyingly catchy. He gave in to the video six hours in because he's pretty sure making someone watch the same infomercial a dozen times is one of the most inhumane torture methods he's ever run into and he likes to think he's seen his share.

So now he's a not-so-free citizen of Alpha Complex, the kind of bleak future that English Teachers the world over warned of when students like him slept through 1984. He's barely made it half a block before a window above him explodes and he's suddenly staring down the barrel of... what? It's almost like the Daleks from Doctor Who, but boxier and with slightly better aim.

He holds up his hands. "Whoa, whoa. Don't shoot! I'm a legal citizen."

He thinks.