Ghost Towns

"I've died thousands of times and I can promise you that I will die a thousand times more," he breathed.
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Structured society had been demolished nearly a decade before this time when the War Heads, as well as hundreds of other aliens, made their settlement in our world. There are no policemen, swat teams, protective services, or Robotic Armed Militia to defend us anymore. They had been wiped out as soon as the civilized system was corrupted. Only two million remain from what was once seven billion... now it is only us who can protect ourselves, the ones that are young and able to adapt the easiest to these situations, but there is only so much adaptation we can do. We have to get to New York and find somebody. Things are about to get much worse unless we ally, but loose ends will destroy us and our system will be torn down again.

God, if you are there, what do you expect us to do?