Outside the bunker, poison gas and tornados roam the earth. Inside, the king had the last cup of tea. Above the sea of Karin XXIX, it was peaceful and calm. Under, the souls of the drowned wail for help. On the right, people cheer and celebrate. On the left everyone departed as the resources were mined bare. Outside, it was frozen over like the Ice queen’s touch. Inside, it was blessed by the god of fire. Out the the cave of dreams, an industrial wonderland. Inside the cave, your mind takes over reality. On the east, the sun melts even the minds of who dare to live there. On the west, it is as urban as a spaceship and as rich as Midas. Below, the bats sing like a never ending choir. Above, people gaze at the night sky.