This is strange. It's dark. There's nothing to see except the black glare of a monitor on the floor and what looks like one of those Microsoft Kinect things in front of it. Hang on, someone's coming out. He's wearing gloves and doesn't want to show his face. 
 
What's that? He's appeared to have made some kind of ritualistic arm motion to the techno-altar. Hmm. Curious.
 
Hang on. I think I recognis- HOLY SHIT. SHAPES! COLOURS AND SHAPES! MUSIC!
 
He appears to be manipulating - hang on, nono. That can't be what I think it is? Surely not. Such a recognisable noise... sounds like it's locking on to...
 
HOLY SHIT. IT'S REZ 2. HE'S PLAYING REZ 2. IT'S MIZ! 
 
The next five minutes were a blur. They zipped on by, but stoked my desires of always wanting that next gen version of Rez with lush visuals and insane sound. Imagine it in 3D. Imagine it projected onto the biggest wall you could possibly imagine. Imagine it pumped directly into your brains. 
 
It's the future. It's here. Almost.
 
 
 
 

Hang on. Laser tag? WTF, Ubi?