It’s 2070 in what’s left of the California’s LA and you’re the unlucky survivor in one of California’s most people dense areas. The streets are cracked and unkempt, rotting bodies everywhere. It stinks, maggots wriggle around the floor and cars. The sky is grey, smoke and dust make midafternoon look like early evening. Bridges and Ziplines line the rooftops. Ladders lean against buildings, some makeshift and others old and rusty. The streets are thick with decaying walkers and forgotten cars. Careful where you step, survivor…