What happens when everything you used to know is gone? Wiped out, off the map; a clean slate- some might say. Fighting, wars, rebellions broke out across Earth- what was once the most sought after country is now a pile of rubble. Mass murders, shootings, hand-to-hand combat broke out all for one word: survival.
We're all that's left. Tiny bands of people, joining together once again, to survive. Some of us are trying to regain control of the little groups, to create larger ones, to not follow in our parents' footsteps. But yet again, some, like the tiny bands we have and would much rather fight to their deaths, than to act civilly with one another.
This is what we're left with. This is what we've become. These are the necessities for survival.