The Echo Police shoot twice and ask you Zero Zero questions. Shady sessions in the backroom... Double spotlight, they whistle tunes. They hole you up, a hollow wall... They hear you call. The needle's in the red. The print-out scribbles overload! (in code). No-one shows an ounce of mercy; no-one turns a hair. You scream, you shout and they shout back. Exact, in tune.... no room for argument. The Echo Police just don't know how.