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There were, of course, survivors.
The world was not destroyed—just a way of life. The global population was cut down to perhaps one-fifth of what it had been. The ecosystems were utterly disrupted. The climate was transformed.
In what had once beenNorth America , the survivors struggled to prevail in a new age of plague, radiation sickness, barbarism and madness. There were days of seemingly endless night, eerily lit by fires in the sky. Pyrotoxin smogs blanketed the earth. Fetid strontium swamps created new and terrible life forms.
Two-hundred-mile-an-hour winds hurtled across the landscape, and when by some freak chance a storm cloud swept in from the sea, it was acid rain that fell—
pure acid that stripped a man to the bones in sixty seconds of shrieking agony.
In spite of this, life returned.
In isolated pockets, survivors fought back against terrible odds. And won.
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