abandoned bunkers... roving renegade saucer drones...the cry of gulls and the surf crashing out on the reef--
the bats have made these ruins their home, and if you're tired of that electric sheep that needs a battery replacement and a circuit scan, take a moment to sit by that fire, drift off to sleep in the traveller's tent and let the sound of sheep, real sheep, like they used to sound in the old days, fill your dreams with memories.