Challenge #04962-M213: Impossible Law

In the Post Apocalyptic United States, the remaining industrial cities of the North trade with the last regions of arable land in the South. No one can sleep, everyone does speed, on these Drug Trains rolling up and down the ruined highways, byways, and wrong ways. -- Deathshead419

[AN: Humans can not stay awake forever. It has mental consequences]

Humanity cannot end the world. Humanity can only end itself. In the era of devastation, it came pretty darn close, I tell you what. Long story short, shit's fucked, and the people who did it are dead. Leaving folks like me holding the bag. Or... steering wheel, as it happens.

They call me Red-eye. I'm a Hauler.

See... there's places folks can live, these days, and places food can grow. And thanks to whatever fucked up these proud states, never the twain shall meet. Well. Not since the Event.

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