Sub-Terrain

The only race there is, is the human race. Do you believe this? Within the realm of Sub-Terrain, a former subway system converted to doomsday shelter, we find the final specimen of the human race, identified as Goggles for lack of better name. Goggles lives here for ten years, having not seen another person in that time, and having lost the ability to speak properly due to voice box atrophy. As a result, he is nearly mute. He spends his days shambling through the shambles, ambling without aim or ambition... Could something change that? The world Goggles inhabits lacks human hubris, not to mention lacks other humans... But that will change when we're around to keep him company. Even if civilization is brought down like the dinosaurs, the human spirit will build back better... Do you believe Goggles can build himself back better too? The darkness will be our guiding light through this love letter to public transit... Shall we?