You wake up, in your dingy room. It is the year 2487. It is a dystopian society, with the poor and starving and uneducated piling up, and basic necessities becoming a right instead of a privelege, with the glorious leader living in extreme comfort, with most of the general public brainwashed into blind worship of him. Neurochips are used to prevent anti government thoughts. Smog blocks the sun, as your creaky skyscraper buckles in the wind. You don't have much money or food. What do you do?