Et Si On Était En 2130...
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Catastrophes météorologiques, tempêtes et froids extrêmes, la ville de Montréal se trouve, plongée en 2130, être une ville dévastée, des cadavres pleins les rues, des vitrines fracassées et une économie en chute libre. Parmis tous ces problèmes, se trouve un jeune latino-américain de tout juste 16 ans venant à peine de débarquer sur le continent nord-américain. Ses parents, partis, sa famille, toujours au Costa Rica, l'adolescent ce devra de se retrouver seul dans cette grande ville qui plonge tout droit vers un désastre assuré. Que lui arrivera-t-il ?
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