Your mysterious visitor is dragged away
screaming. Click for video. (WMV
Logan has disappeared.
And somehow, he has singled out YOU to find him....
On a humdrum evening in your humdrum life, a
simple knock on your front door sets off a chain reaction of extraordinary
circumstances... A mysterious stranger asks to speak to "Shelby
Logan"-- at first calmly-- but then grows more panicked as you indicate that
you absolutely have no idea who the hell Shelby Logan is. He shows you
a note with your name and address, declaring 'Shelby told me that you would
help me find him!" Now becoming downright threatening, he's
interrupted by a megaphone-amplified voice that booms out "STEP AWAY FROM
Before you can throw your deadlock, the stranger is pursued
and shanghaied by two large men in shirts and ties, thrown in a van and taken away.
The fact that you are cowering behind your slammed front door makes it
impossible for you to see that the license plate on the back of the van
reads "GOT GAME".
A day later someone-- perhaps one of your
neighbors? -- leaves a note on your door, declaring "I saw this on your
front porch... it seems kind of important", and you can tell that it's the
same piece of paper that the stranger held in his hand. On it, it says
|Find me via:
John Smith (your name)
123 Any Street
Use the hotline to contact me:
1-555-555-5555* , fcn 2274.
Dialing the phone number yields the "WITSEC
Witness Protection Program Hotline", filled with confusing menus and
choices. (See "Pregame" for more information.)
You eventually learn that Shelby is a protected
individual in the witness protection program, and that he requires your
presence-- along with a team of qualified helpers-- in Las Vegas in order to
find him. He reveals his background as an Agent, and the nefarious
initiative of the agency entitled "Deaccession", by which Agents are
"retired" upon reaching their 35th birthday-- for Shelby, that's October 27,
It is up to you to find, and save Shelby Logan.
If you fail, the consequences will be dire.
So begins Shelby Logan's Run, 2002.
*the hotline number will not be displayed here