3015. "Wow, time sure flies when you die so often!" Lemmy exclaimed, and tossed his watch into the road. He watched some sort of futuristic car run it over, and waved his arms over his head.
The car stopped, and the window rolled down.
"What is it, kid? I'm busy," Xan Kriegor snapped.
"Xan! Y-you!" Lemmy stuttered, and fainted dead into the road.
He came to with smelling salts being liberally sprinkled across his snout. He appeared to be in an abandonded warehouse, and was surrounded by...