Commissioned by Surge!

One of the most brisk trades on the Dusk Level are illegal cybermods, and in that business, the further you can think outside the box, the better. Enter one James Campbell, a small, pale raccoon who at first glance seems deceptively weak. He makes no attempt to hide the telltale tracks on his remaining limbs, the faint tremors in his paws, or the used soma syringes littering his quarters. Few outside the trade would believe he runs one of the most innovative mod shops. Want to see thermal signatures? Autofilter poisons? Disrupt a target's nervous system with a single claw? Campbell's your man, and he's been doing this for a long time -- his very first experiment was himself. Just make sure payment is quick and in full, and don't challenge him. There are persistent rumors that he has a habit of inserting additional, undetectable hardware into the craniums of his clients -- which amuses him, because the truth is in fact much, much more horrifying...