The year is 2034, the world as we now know it is dying, people are turning to anarchy, there's mass looting, rapes, murder, and other things all happening now. This all started because of the Oil-Shortage of 2011, we had already used up so much oil and were looking for different means of powering our lives. The Stock Market Crash of 2012 only made things worse, it was back to the bad old days. People started getting angry that the government was rationing food and water, due to overpopulation, drought, limited resources, and of course that American way of life. I still have nightmares of the week it all went to hell. My family was gathered together, and we heard about it on the news. The report as I remember it said "Attention, the President has been assassinated, and there are reports of riots breaking out all over the country." She had tears in her eyes as she said it, "Apparently, it was due to the man believing the president, was going to continue with things the way they are." She started crying as she said, " The system has collapsed, if you're watching this leave the cities for a secure location, there is no law and no order, we're transferring capabilities over to the Emergency Broadcasting System, please stay safe out there." Then it cut out, we were all in a state of shock. Then we heard it, explosions in the distance, apparently the riots have started here too. We packed up the cars with as much food, water, and supplies as we could and we left for our cabin. They, the crazies attacked the cars and I was the only one who made it out of the fight. I was surprised the city I lived in lasted as long as it did, while others burned or were overrun. I used to try to stay with people, until I was betrayed and left for dead.
Now, I travel the road it's the only way to stay alive keep moving, never stop, don't look back. I'm 30 years old, 6 foot 2 inches tall, 246 pounds, I have jet black hair, green eyes, a goatee, and scars from fights with psychopaths. I wear a black leather jacket, faded olive drab cargo pants, black engineer boots, black fingerless gloves, a red and black plaid long sleeved shirt, and a stained white tank top. I drive a modified Pontiac GTO, Black w/ Red Racing Stripes. It has a V8 engine, nitrous injection system, fuel cell and reserve tank, a modified exhaust system, all-terrain tires, a complete roll cage, bullet-proof glass, panels and tires, a GPS system, roof lights, and an A/C system. I'm equipped with a Remington 870 custom shotgun with rifled slugs, an M4A1, two 1911 Colts, a .357 Magnum, and a Combat Knife. I travel alone, because the first lesson I learned was trust no one but yourself and I had to learn it the hard way.