Three years after the implementation of Project 2025, the states of America were united no longer. The country lay in shambles. The National government had been dismantled. Infrastructure crumbled, leading bridges and buildings to fall in ruin. After the dissolving government stopped all Medicare/Medicaid and Social Security payments, people could no longer afford healthcare, food, or housing. They became homeless, and many, without their regular meds, became like zombies, unstable and hungry.
These were not the zombies of fiction, the result of a plague or epidemic. They were real humans, treated inhumanely, and thus reduced to more bestial versions of themselves. They fought, and sometimes killed, for food, to prolong their miserable existences—for, somehow, sadly, the instinct for survival won out over the traits we had always felt defined humanity.
The denial of basic survival needs had exposed the fragility of American society. And it collapsed like a neglected bridge. The rest of the world could only shake its collective heads and tut-tut at the foolishness, while working to stop it spreading to their own countries.
As the rich people aged and the zombies raged, the millionaires and billionaires sat in their remote bunkers. Some began to wonder if the acquisition of all that wealth had truly been worth it.
And how many stories of bravery, valor, and altruism were lost in that decline of America?