Gone everything is gone... cloaked in fear and sadness, ghost towns linger from edge to edge of North America as the serine people keep quiet in unknown camps and crevasses. Anything is good if you get your hands on it whether it's planks of wood or bottle caps, to bathroom tiles or thin coats of blankets. Towns abandoned, cities blown apart and houses are demolished all because of one thing. The power plant exploded leaving toxic waste to linger around the streets. It started with an unknown disease that turned into something much more complex and dangerous, dangerous enough to the point where people have became deformed, rotting, but not deceased enough to completely rot away. It's a long story, untold and forgotten, erased from everyone's mind. I remain to tell you the story to you only from my perspective.