It was daytime, but the skies were as dark as night. Smoke completely clouded the skies, a tar like fluid was flowing out of old broken pipes, and most importantly, there were no trees! McBean just looked around, astonished this place that, by the way, was beautiful just a few years ago, now was a horrible place where nobody could possibly live safely. Or so he thought. Eventually, he came to a factory, store or house of some sort (he couldn't quite tell.) He thought it was abandoned like all the other buildings in this wasteland, but suddenly a man peeked out a window, pulling away the shutters.
