Seems just like yesterday, I was walking through the roads of this Dead City. The posters stuck on the walls, supporting a party destroying lives everyday. Promising of a better future. Below the same, a child with no proper food and ragged clothes, cried in hunger and cold. I gave him my coat and some money. And I looked back at the poster on the large wall. Saw the man smiling through the picture. I smirked and continued my walk through this Dead City.