As the black, radioactive waters of the ocean burn around the new Pangea, the world seems dark and cold. Like a storm in a teacup, the walls begin to rumble with the hate of a million innocents who died fighting... Francis: My home...its gone..Tranita: It's ok, Francis. We are all sorry for your loss. Denise: Y-Y-Yes..we all are. they all head to the safety of the forests.
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