Prologue

It was a Wednesday when society collapsed.

No tap water. No electricity. Money suddenly worth nothing.

When something gets destroyed it’s always a chance. A chance to rebuild it better than it was before.

But when society collapses everyones first priority is surviving.

After a short period of chaos there are two possibilities.

Humanity could return to the dark age. Small communities fighting with mother earth to survive and with their neighbours about nothing. This is the usual dystopie most post-apocalyptic fiction writers like because it’s a perfect stage for a lot of drama.

What if we realize after the collapse that we aren’t left with a battelfield, but with a blank slate? What if we realize how insignificant all our little problems are? What if we start working together on something big?