A contemplation on the decline of Rapture. See if you notice the two references......you will if you are BioShock savvy you will.

Rapture.

The epitome of human achievement, the opus of its eye. Andrew Ryan, the perfect benefactor to its success…

Now hides within the squalor of his failure. How did it go so awry? Metal daddies stalk filthy corridors while the rotting dead smell ever worse. Cracks in the glass grow larger still.

We have no one to blame but ourselves. No SHODAN, no aristocrats, no politicians. Just the dark side of human nature. The exploitative nature of a Mr. Frank Fontaine.

And Atlas shrugged, knowing he could no longer hold up a world so heavy with our sins.