Ayla

8

Twenty years have passed since the apocalypse ravaged the earth, leaving behind a barren wasteland. The once blue skies are now a perpetual gray, choked with the smoke and ash of burned-out cities. The air reeks of toxic fumes, and the only signs of life are the twisted, mutated creatures that roam the ruins. Occasionally, the silence is broken by the rumble of engines, as modified vehicles speed through the desert