Some mutants are dangerous to others. Will the X-Men be in time to rescue you? Will you get out yourself? (Warning: gratuitous abuse)

It's been two years since the nuclear apocalypse. Those who did not perish in the initial blasts or the chaos that followed are gathering in communities, scrounging to survive in a world without laws, industries, and the comfort of organized living such as cellular communication and in many places, even electricity and plumbing.

You, a young mutant, are traveling up north, where rumor claimed there is a gathering of other mutants, organized by the famous X-Men. There you might finally be safe.

On foot, the journey is long and arduous. One fateful evening, you seek shelter for the night. The abandoned hospital in the woods looks ominous, but its gates are open and its windows dark, and beggars can't be choosers — it's a long walk to the city proper and the drizzle of acid rain begins, so you must hurry for cover.