And it was that horror my baby sister had taken into her life-or so I assumed. She'd been a chiphead years ago so she had that tendency toward electronic escapism-and she had the datajack. Even if she'd slotted only a single 2XS chip, as an experiment, perhaps, she'd be well and truly hooked, addicted and habituated, forever. How much worse would be the depressive aftereffects for someone who'd been using the chips for days or weeks? How much greater the attraction of suicide?