Envy: The Game

You crawl out from the ruined basement. Grimacing, you put the few coins you found in your tattered pocket. Smoke fills your nose, but sadly you cannot remember a day when the air was fresh. Screams in the distance - but you don't even twitch. It is getting dark, you notice. If that was not enough reason to cause you to head to one of the few safe places left in the city, you hear some sort of scratching from one of the few standing walls across the torn up asphalt. Heading down the street there is only one thing on your mind... how long can you survive on what is left in this city...