This world is a strange one, and mostly everyone is used to it, including you! What makes it annoying is the random pop-up riots. You could turn down a street and bam, riot! It is a weekly thing at this point... And sadly you happen to get caught in one, or you could have been participating.

But all you know is at some point you got bashed in the head, and darkness...

Feeling queasy you get up groggily, your head ached and your ankle, not sure which one. It was near dusk now and the sound of static was fading away.

"I really need to pick up my welfare check..."

*A muffled voice speaks. You look around, you're laid on concrete steps in a poorly kept lawn. The only light is the faint glow from an open door behind you and the warm lighting of the street light. Suddenly, someone is right in front of you.

"You're awake!"

Who the hell is that?