Sunday, March 21, 2099
Powerful winds blew through the streets of Neo-Vatra, accompanied by torrential rain. Winter was making its last stand against the coming of spring, though the latter had long since shed its old form, forced to do so by the destruction humanity had caused.
Humans had learned how to go on with their lives no matter the weather, and because of that, traffic still blocked the roads even with a storm raging through the city.
As he watched the pouring rain beyond his window, Jason struggled to contain his frustration. It had been minutes since his car had moved. Normally, he would have taken an aerial vehicle to his destination, but the weather dictated that he couldn't do so. Time was running out, so he was considering getting off and taking a public train to his destination, as disgusting as the idea was.
