When it all began, you were sitting on the couch, lazily watching the television. You flicked between channels, all bad news and visions of worse to come.
"*click* The US army has withdrawn from New Delhi and begun firebombing of occupied areas *click* when reached for comment, the Russian president said that the allegations of genocide against those believed to be siding with the rebels were *click* for God has forsaken us all. Our time here is limited before the day of Judgement arrives *click* The accusations of crimes against humanity against the President due to Project Risen Force has issued this response: all soldiers raised from the dead by the project all agreed that they would be willing to serve their country even in death *click*"
Then it arrived. The second everyone was waiting for and dreading. The TV switched to a test card with a warbling tone. In the distance you could hear the air raid sirens no-one wanted to hear sound. The TV told you not to worry, the fact of the matter was that several hundred nuclear missiles from several unidentified locations were spotted heading towards the country, head to your designated fallout shelter in an orderly fashion and await further orders. Outside the window, you could see the trails of missiles being launched, and hear the sound of screaming.
It was 4:34:13pm, 14th of July, 2027. It is now 4:34:14pm. You realize that nothing is ever going to be the same again.
In times like these, you are going to have to ask yourself some questions.
What is your name?
What is your gender? Both this and the above are obvious.
Where do you live? You are definitely in a major city. However, do you live in an apartment? A house? A hotel?