Sega America didn’t do any internal development at the time. So there was nowhere to put the folks working on this game. We ended up working in a windowless storage room that smelled like rat poop, because ... well, it had been a windowless storage room for ages.

I wish. My job was implementing the script logic and doing a little bit of facial animation scripting. Our producers flew down to LA for the day when Mr. Nimoy did his VO. I did, however, just by way of repeated exposure, at one point know every line in the first 5 “chapters” of the game by heart, and could respond to…

I don’t want to live in a world that doesn’t have Lea Thompson getting seduced by a talking duck.