You stand in the loading dock of the local Mega Mart, where you work, before the great, white cargo door of the recently arrived transport vehicle. The loading dock is lined a large, empty room, lined with shelves of neatly-placed, white boxes, each ready to be taken to another, more appropriate part of the stockroom. The shelves tower over you and the other two people in the room. One of them, your friend, bears a blue shirt with the name "Rhys" printed upon it. The other person is a man in a white cap and jumpsuit that bears the name, "Bil", the transport driver.
Turning away from them, you stare at the cargo door in front of you. The cargo transport at the loading dock held the store's daily shipment of computer supplies. Optical keyboards, poly-film screens, micro 3D interfaces, all the things that the store ran out of in its day-to-day operation. The transport was small, but essential to the computer supp