Welcome to the year 2098. Post WW3. Society has fallen, and the world is a barren nuclear wasteland. Zombies roam the surface, and most humans live in bunkers underground.

Dexter used to be the warden of a prison, so he just lives in the abandoned prison, since they don’t have laws anymore.

He’s laying in a kiddie pool, in a floaty ring, with swim trunks, drinking what looks like carbonated grape juice, with eyeballs floating in it.