His body was sore, so went the singular thought that went through the mind of Morris Rampert.<br/><br/>The plane was uncomfortable and the food even worse. The fact he couldn't sleep didn't help matters.<br/>The airline didn't even make it cheap... still, it was the only plane going out to Italy for a whole month.<br/><br/>Still, his spirits were high as he exited the airport out into the city... only to drop as the further he traveled, the more rundown it seemed. Lights were not on, cars parked in the middle of the street, people were gathered and spoke to another with hushed tones that, despite their best efforts could not hide their panic.<br/><br/>He sighed and stopped to look through his translation book, lost a city that was slowly growing more and more panicked in imitation of all civilizations throughout the world.