“Skating over rough, cracked paths, down stairs, salt, and grit. The sun was setting, the sky was reddening, the streets were coated. It was eerie. It reminded me of the Terminator and of how the world looked after years of conflict. Would skating be a good way to get around? Life would consist of scavenging for resources and supplies, hunting for survivors, and evading... who knows?” - Richard Hayter