POV the year is 2083, nuclear winter has finally subsided, but society is now a shell of what it once was. the gas clouds have opened up but the o-zone layer is in tatters and you only have a small window of opportunity to leave if you dare to brave the outside. your mad-max wannabe boyfriend has arrived to pick you up and take you to a compound he heard about on the AM radio, there’s no time, no aux lead for tunes but there is hope