Gunshots echoed across the cityscape. And yet nobody moved a muscle. The sound was such a common occurrence west of Appalachia that many no longer even seemed to notice.
The city of Detroit had seen better days… and that was abundantly apparent by the utter lack of electricity. Or I should say the current scheduled blackout.
The rusted skeletons of old factories still loomed over the district like monuments to another age. Their smokestacks had not carried smoke for years. Wind whistled through shattered windows and empty loading docks where thousands of men had once worked.
Many post-American cities suffered from similar issues. One could only power their plants if they received an appropriate amount of coal.
And unless their successor state just so happened to have coal in its lands and the ability to mine it. They often relied on long and unstable supply chains.
This city had once been the heart of American prosperity and industry. Now it was just another ghetto.
