HK’s Fallout

The once bustling, global city of Hong Kong was now a vast desolate Wastefield, the verdict of a deadly battle. If you were to join the star ferry on Its hourly moan between Victoria harbor and Sha Tin, the ghost driver would have dragged you down into the murky depths of the gloopy, neon green Waters. Now crowded with once Ocean Kings, Warships on the seabed. Standing like Soldiers, the buildings with flickering lights were the only guardians of the end of the human race. The lifeless city, Hong Kong looked like a normal city from far, though be it far from normal, as the most heart and soul of the city — the people, either died, or evacuated from their hometown. The roads and pavements, that were meticulously Cleaned, were chaotically filled with pools of blood, and cars flung over, upside down. Who knew that the emerald green hills were now covered with a fluorescent, radioactive yellow growing through the cracks of huge anti- aircraft batteries, Everywhere reeked of corpses and the Iron from blood, contrasting between the previous Dim sum and roasted chestnuts which overpowered the city just a few years ago.Unexploded Shells and bombs littered the surrounding areas, with guns being the plastic on the beaches. Jet black supersonic figures whizzed, which were shadowy reconnaissance aircraft up above the polluted sky filled with fumes fog and smoke, making the sky almost opaque.