Welcome To The Best Text Based Adventure, You've Ever Adventured.

This is the status of our story:

The year is 3249, The world's AI's have gone wild. It's kinda like a Terminator scenario but not quite.

As our scene opens up it is a lovely crisp autumn day. Except nobody can tell because there is no trees left in our dystopian wasteland, and it might just feel crisp because of the radiation in the air. It's also possible that it is not autumn because people have been too busy running from robots for generations and nobody remembered to bring a calender. But I think its safe to say it is for sure a day.

So our scene opens up on a day and you are Suede, and no you're not the material suede, that is your name. You, wake up one morning in your bunker and think "Dang why did my parents name me something so dumb". Then realizing that it was most likely because they were big fans of the mythical music of Blue Suede, a band from centuries before. Filled with parental resentment you get up to start your day.

What do you decide to do next?