Ruins of New York (solo) (0.2.4c)
Chance found himself in the last available seat of the last bus headed to New York, arriving shortly after the storm cleared. As he looked outside the window, the entire countryside was blanketed in vines. The roads, the buildings, everything.
Aside from that, the opposite lane was clogged with the traffic of people trying to leave the city. Very few people were trying to enter, so there was little traffic on his side of the road. He was still a good 30 minutes from the city itself but the vines still stretched out as far as the eye could see.