<br/><div align="center">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/51/a5/c2/51a5c24fac7a06b15ae724e8c899ef54.jpg)</div><br/>The sensation that our survivors experience first is not unlike being bludgeoned across the back of the head in reverse. First there is darkness, then a sharp pain, then full awakeness looking up at gentle clouds crossing the vast blue expanse. A whisper, somewhere between begging and a threat, "Live. Survive." The survivors find themselves lying on their in the clothes they were wearing when the world ended. Tossed about around them haphazardly are some of their personal effects, the things they kept close to them most often in the life before. The only sound is that of a crackling fire that burns in the center of this deconstructed campsite. A far-off sound of a bird's call echoes out, the sound bouncing strangely.<br/><br/>As the survivor's rise, they'll find themselves very alone except for each other. The plateau that the fire is on is small, enough to hold a couple of houses with a little strip of land between them or one larger building. One end of the plateau is covered with dense vegetation and trees, providing some shade from the sun. For now, early in the morning by usual reckoning, the heat isn't terrible, but that shade may be welcome soon. Off the edge of the plateau, the survivors will be able to see thin and cracked natural pathways to other plateaus that drop off an enormous amount to denser green land and rivers below. Some vegetation hangs down from the edges of the plateaus, the megaflora looking to be thick enough to support a decent amount of weight.<br/><br/>Perhaps fortunately, these plateaus are not the world as far as the eye can see. Even from just a quick glance around, the survivors can see that while this part of the world shows some signs of the shattering, like an epicenter of a crack, less than even a day's walk along the intersecting plateaus in various directions the land becomes more normal. To the north, the plateaus slowly slope down releasing into forest, to the east the lower layer raises up towards what looks like a flat, arid plain, the south seems to become more verdant again with softly rolling hills and dotted plants, and off to the west the plateaus continue off into fog that is pierced by enormous dark mountains. From their backs, this is about as much as the survivors can take in.<br/><br/><strong>The world unfurls around you. What do you do?</strong>