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The Cuban Crisis escalated out of hand any diplomatic relations were cut, then the nukes started to fly, first cities to be destroyed were Havana, Moscow, Istanbul, and Washington, millions were killed in mere minutes, then all went silent, there was no city and no country spared everything seemingly glowed, the people that got into the shelters needed to be not only prepared physically but mentally because they would need to be prepared for long fifty years, if you exit to fast the radiation will most likely kill you or the mutations will drive you crazy. Many asked question was this necessary other didn't ask they couldn't bear the fact this was the apocalypse and simply shot themselves
But fifty years later the radiation slowly evaporates to non-lethal levels and people spared by nuclear armageddon emerge to find themselves in a new world with no country and no leader, only a single entity against what radiation created and what radiation made of you, yes most if not all people started to mutate or already mutated, horrible messes of various animals that could even out-compete Lovecraftian horrors in terms of horribleness and brutality other threats are even worse, people that radiation drove crazy.
Now you are one of the various creatures living in rumbles of New York City or the Manhattan Island to be exact, the once beautiful city of neons is now mostly silent and abandoned, except for some small settlements. For those lucky enough to have a radio all channels proved radio silent, you are all on you're own.
So, you are here, on those ruins of New York, wherever you are a crazy mutant or a human-sized insect you are here all in one boat, trying to survive in the harsh wasteland, without a way to escape this place. Is this true, yes, and the reality very much agrees with me, and I agree with the reality that it will be a brutal life, but not the one you can't survive. May the God, Gods or whatever you believe, guide you and make you survive, and if you are one that does not believe in anything, believe in yourself. Now Go and make Manhattan whatever you want!
I do hope you will survive these wastelands...
Ezekiel "Charon" Smith
The old tower in which a wasp hive made a hive, on top of which the single broadcaster of New York was operating. Ezekiel wanted to congratulate him for keeping the radio alive and warn him... The wasps from Liberty Island planned an attack (a foreshadowing of the first major event ), on what it could not be yet known, but whatever place it was Ezekiel wanted to keep whoever was operating this place to be prepared, the radio might have been a useful thing tool. After warning this stranger Ezekiel planned on doing so to another one, one that goes by Peter Zion, he heard of his plan to travel to Liberty Statue and decided to warn him and prepare him, he had a boat, he could transport him there, after all, he was called Charon for that.
Ezekiel managed to step into the radio room on the top of the tower and to tell the one who operated this place he said into the room
"I have come in peace, we need to talk"