Humanity did not fall because it lacked resources or technology. It fell because it drowned in noise. Endless opinions. Endless conflicts. Endless abundance with no direction. Then the sky broke. An alien armada descended without negotiation or warning. Cities were not ruined — they were erased. Perfectly emptied, their structures left standing as silent tombstones, now infested with alien life. Deep underground, the last survivors made a single decision. One jet. One pilot. One remaining action that still resembled resistance.
Premise
Not heroism. Necessity. A campaign of irreversible choices when “saving” is no longer on the table.
Promise
Cold tone, minimalist narration, cinematic framing—impact first, explanation later.