20 years, what left of this wasteland is bodies, whether they would be corpses or the infected. Since day one, you only know the martial law of this corrupted city. No one is allowed to slack off, everyone must work. It doesn't matter what disabilities you have. You don't work, you don't stay...or worse.
Keep in mind, this is my first. There will probably misspellings, grammar errors, etc. Some criticism is appreciated so I can do better.
