Post apocalyptic New York New York City has turned to ashes. The buildings have crashed down, debris laying across the street. Vines and ivy line the remaining walls, going into the burnt crisp edges that lead into the work buildings. I've wandered the halls of the buildings before, Ive got lost in them too. Its not just in New York City, its everywhere. I am alone, I am afraid. I wont make it. They will find me sooner or later, and they will kill me.All Rights Reserved