It is the year 2215. New York City, New York. The earth has changed in last couple centuries. As it should. But not for the better as we had hoped. The earth finally caught up to us. And brought upon us her revenge.

    Naturally, New York received the brunt end of it in the US. Or what is left of the US. With a crumbling government and an economy brought to ashes are we still really the United States of America? Home of the free, land of the brave? I suppose for the first time all people are really free. With no government to control us there are no taxes. That also means more crime. Not like there’s anything left here worth stealing. I suppose the thieves are brave. Nowadays running in the street is a crime punishable by death on sight. But are we really united? With each state a different democracy, republic or dictatorship. Different rules for crime punishment. The list goes on and on with every passing state.

    New York is no longer the busy, bustling city it once was. Now it looks more like a disaster after nuclear fallout. People in dark coats and previously white masks hustle by with children in the same. The sky is an eternal dark haze of dust and smoke. The air has a slight taste of sulfur. Not enough to kill you right away, but enough to hurt you more in the future. If there is a future for the people in this no godforsaken place. The future doesn’t matter anymore. When the average life expectancy is 25. 30 if you’re lucky. Now all we can do is try our best to save an earth that is already dying. New York. The city that never sleeps. Has never wanted to sleep more.