Alva Review-Courier -

The year is 2117; I see the buildings are sky high with trash blowing around and all over the ground. My eyes and nose burn from the atrocious smell. As I look around for the source of the smell I wish I had never let my eyes wander. I see many people fighting over food and many kids with hunger in their eyes. I notice a lot of sleeping bags and thrown together shelters along alleyways. The lucky people were able to keep a house, but most of them still go to bed hungry from the lack of food production. Most of the population has an immune disease that can't be cured because of the poor medical...