<strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">Dimension Travel</span></strong><br/><br/>The year is 2113, at least in this dimension.  National governments are little more than puppets of mega corporations.  The highest authority is profit.  Society has become an entrenched caste system.<br/><br/>There are the unemployable who are at the very bottom, literally and figuratively.  They live in the streets at the base of the gigantic towers that reach into the sky.  They have no identity on The Grid and therefore no money.  They barter with one another and steal whatever necessities they can.<br/><br/>There is the middle class that are the faceless multitudes that are little more than indentured servants to one of the mega corporations.  As long as they are productive, the corps provide all the necessities and just enough luxuries to keep this largest population from revolting.<br/><br/>Then there are the executives.  The money and the real power.  Although, even their power yields to the headless entity of the market.  The executives are certainly better off than the other two classes and live in opulence.  Even if they make a mistake, they simply retire into a carefree life of wealth.<br/><br/>Without any teeth, governments were incapable of stopping the world from being stripped of its resources.  It is a shell of its once former glory.  Few species of animals survive outside of those the Corps found a way to exploit.  The Corps continue to fight over the few remaining resources to milk a few more points on their stock.<br/><br/>A few months ago, Dimension Travel developed a new technology that allowed them to enter what appears to be an infinite number of alternate dimensions.  They have not gone public with this discovery and are still deciding how best to use this for the greatest profits.  A couple of the other Corps are aware of this new breakthrough and would do nearly anything to get their hands on it.