Exaltation
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World War III is far in the past, and it's taken its toll on the economy. Fewer people, more jobs; while that sounds nice, it is far from tolerable. Companies are led to bankruptcy, which leads to poverty becoming the "norm". Unless you have connections, there is no way that you can save yourself or your family. The Russian government has developed a drug, free of charge. Everyone calls it "Exaltation", it brings people to a safe high. Which distracts people from natural necessities, helping them slowly starve to death, even if they can't feel it. Let me tell you, people aren't happy. They aren't safe.
It's the second Great Depression.
A small group of people have resisted taking the drug. They're the weakest of the population without it, but they're also the strongest. Could they save humanity, even in their brittle state?
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