You emerge from the rubble of your home, the most recent casualty of the latest calamity. You do not feel how you think someone who just lost their home should feel. Should feel.
You survey the wreckage, hardly acknowledging the wailing sirens and screams of the injured drifting on the wind. There must be a reason for all of it. Punishment for humanity's misdeeds. Punishment for humanity's arrogance and pride.
You watch a young woman desperately digging at the remains of her home, and you wonder if there is anything even worth saving. The curtain is falling on the age of man, and you do not possess the means to stop it. Deep down, you are not even sure that you would.
During this game, when Omen advances to the green space, draw and resolve a Disaster.