Cyber City offered many different outlets to spend your money, be it on sentimental teas, entire mannequins, or free shoe samples on little toothpicks. Of course, Addisons, the colorful and friendly looking salespeople peddling these wares, would always keep a watchful eye on the back alley paths leading to the Trash Zone.

A small bead of sweat, a falter in their practiced smiles... almost as if a dead man walking would appear in the shadows at any minute.

At the request of no one, you find yourself investigating the unease, simply to find emptiness and a suspiciously quiet dumpster... Right as you turn your back however...?

"HEY EVERY !!!!!!!1!!! IT'S ME! SPAMTON G. SPAMTON !!1!1!1! EV3RYBODY'S FAVORITE [[Number 1 Rated Salesman 1997]]!!!! "

This horrible, grating laughter like a bitcrushed and spliced commercial dumped in a blender reaches your ears... The tiny Addison-adjacent creature fumbles out of the dumpster, ready to make a deal.

"HAVE YOU EVER HAD A [[Waking Nightmare]]?? THAT YOU WHEN YOU YOU WHEN????? WELL NOW'S YOUR CHANCE TO [[I Want to Break Free~]]!!! IT'S YOUR CHANCE AT [[Hyperlink Blocked]]!!!!1! BE A [[Big Shot]] WITH ME, [[Little Slime]]!!!"

It seems this little guy wants to make a deal with you... All of his words almost make sense? Now could be your chance to be a...