And, of course, you'd be given a laser pistol.
There was even an observation deck overlooking the arena where you could get a good lay of the land.
The goal, naturally, was to stay alive and to shoot down your enemies on the opposing team. Your hits were "tagged" on the chest receivers, and if you got zapped, your gun went inactive for a short interval.
I mean the place was literally gone...like the Borg had scooped it up off the Earth.
Baffled, my buddies and I went to a nearby furniture store to ask what had happened to Photon, and the employees thought we were asking for a "futon." Urgh.
Photon: The Ultimate Game on Planet Earth died quickly, but to kids like me in the 1980s, it also burned brightly. In fact, last decade, by my understanding, a new Photon arena opened in Broken Bow, Oklahoma, though it too is now defunct.
Today, more generic laser tag arenas can still be found at places like Sports Connection here in Charlotte, and I intend to take Joel into battle as soon as he's old enough to carry around all that armor...
Until then, "the light shines..."