The city exists in silence. With no cars filling its streets and no pedestrians walking its pathways, I am alone.
Only an eerie silence fills the endless streets and avenues. Towering, featureless buildings line countless streets, their menacing white faces glaring down upon those daring to walk in their shadows. What am I doing here? I’m not quite sure. With no street signs and no road markings, I am wandering an endless maze of urban living, through a place I know only as Subversion.