With a blinding flash of light, the strangers appeared as if from nowhere in Alpha Complex DND Sector.
Sinister black robes. Pointy caps. Treasonous moons and stars all over the place.
A wave of the hand and poof. Innocent Citizens explode or become assorted barnyard animals. DND Sector laid to ruin. Can your small band of hardy PLC supply clerks capture the deadly Commie mutant traitors and Randy, their drooling, green, scaly cohort?