Planet Earth.
The place where humans roam.
Where people destroy their own homes.

Now humans had simply pushed the limits, and finally had to deal with consequences. Multiple acts of terrorism, leading to war, broke out everywhere. And in our own fighting, we destroyed what we were fighting over. The world, and our rights.

There were few places even habitable on earth for humans now called "reserves", and North America held one of them. 

In the year 3006, the places left for living definitely weren't perfect, they were like large, tightly packed cities, loud and full of traffic. Middle East Asians and Muslims were treated worse than before, since a lot pf ignorant people tried to pin everything down on ISIS, which of course connects to them somehow.

The government didn't want to take any chances with people trying to cause war again, so weapons were tightly packed up and people are constantly being watched. The chances of you getting in or out of the reserves even legally were nearly impossible, let alone illegally.

From the momement you step out your home you'd see about three people in police uniforms, protected by see through masks and bulletproof vests. They were each equipped with a taser and a gun in seperate compartments on their hips. When on duty, they were never allowed to wear gloves or have their face hidden. Horrible for winter, I know.

Mistakes weren't exceptable now, if you made a dangerous mistake that put others in harm you were sent for a voting, and if it tallied up, by the crime you committed and how dangerous it was, you were executed. The world was too far into shambles to try and forgive. Do your best, or be rid of.

With such a tight hand on crime, people who just couldn't stop themselves had to find new, even more dangerous ways to live. Drugs were sold in practically garbage areas and illegal fights were often held underground for money.

But there were things people got punishments for that they couldn't quite help, that they didn't want.

Even though they were put into the safest part of the planet, the fumes still got in. It gave some people strange deformities, these people are called the freaks.

Yes, their nationwide name is "The Freaks." No use in sugar coating.

Upon the law, Freaks are meant to turn themselves in on the safety of themselves and others, but after seeing screaming children being dragged away from their parents or people being ripped from their loved ones in front of everyone, it didn't seem so appealing to the freaks.

They're meant to be fixed, but getting locked up and tested on for years upon years, never being able to see your friends and family, was the worse fixing someone could ask for.

Well, we are in the future, so the freaks arranged great ways to never be caught. Which by the way, is very annoying to the government and is a crime to make or use.

But after years and years, a "cure" was made, 'Psytencostriocs,' but everyone around here, The North America Reserve, just calls them 'Psychotics.' They're meant to identify the average human body, then destroy what's different about those who it is given too. Or that's what they said.

The Psycotics were announced, and soon to be tested. And then we emerged deeper into our own, perfectly humane hell.