The year is 2110. The earth has grown darker and dirtier with every year since the New Millennium.
Gangs roam the enormous cities preying on anything in their way.
Corporate police agencies have locked down the few zones the corporations are willing to keep safe. Genetic and nanotech research has created a corporate blunder that let psionics into our genepool. Even with it's rarity, it was only a matter of time before a Teep decided to take control. That time is now. All other trademarks belong to their respective owners.