His legs moved like a jackhammer on the pad, the colours appearing before his eyes automatically signaling to his feet. He didn't know what was going on, just that he had to keep dancing. The techno psytrance beat that was playing seemed similar to the last song and the song before that.
"How 'bout some Chemical Brothers!" he shouted to no one in particular.
"Hell," his opponent chimed in. "That would be freakin' awesome!"
It was a nightclub, Retroville, and he had been here for several hours now going through contender after contender. This new guy he was up against, The Future, was nearly on par with him...
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