Your legs start walking again and take you to a line of six beds. At the foot of each bed is a photograph of a boy of around 15 or 16. You recognise the boys in
each of the photographs as being members of the gang of white racists that you head. Your legs take you to the last bed, where there is a photograph of your 15
year old self, and your body moves to lie down. From the corner of your eyes, you can see each one of the muscle studs walk towards then lie down on a bed
each.
Once you are all lying down, you hear another buzzing noise behind you, then feel your head move upwards as the bed is automatically adjusted so that your head
is facing forwards. From that position, you can see a large cinema screen on the wall opposite. It flickers into life.
The screen is playing a film with no sound. It starts with a scene of you and your gang walking home from school through a Chinese ghetto. A couple of scrawny
Chink boys you recognise from your year at school - Thang and Ming are their names - come out of a nearby tenement and are spotted by the gang. As leader,
you run towards the two. They try to escape, but you are too fast for them.
Suddenly the sound comes on and surround the room. "Go home you yellow fuckers" says a voice that is recognisably your own. Your mates grab both Thang and
Ming around the necks, then beat them to the ground. All the gang want a go to proveto each other how much more masculine they are as white men than these
two Chink ladyboys. Hell, they're both 16 but these two Chinks have still got high voices!
After a while, the gang head off to look for other prey, leaving Thang and Ming sprawling in the dust of the street. As the pictures of the white gang goes out of
focus, the camera zooms in on the face of an elderly Chinese man who has come out of the same tenement. Rather than attending to Thang and Ming immediately,
he looks down the street and points his right finger at the white gang. A faint smile is visible on his lips as he moves towards the two boys.
The picture splits into six sections, each showing a gang member asleep in bed. You are up there in the top left-hand corner. As the film rolls on, you watch as each
boy's body lengthens and thickens. It's like seeing a set of photographs of someone move from mid puberty to full male maturity. As the film ends, you see that
each bed contains one of the muscle studs who is in the room with you now. Finally you realise that each one of the studs is one of your gang. Although you don't
understand how or why you've all been changed, you would smile broadly (if you could move your mouth) with the thought of how much more effectively you all
could be now of ridding the city of non-white trash now that you are all supermen.