Synopsis: Working Title: "Wasteland Rising"

White Port, Maine wasn't a sleepless metropolis or any artistic hub for the creatively inclined, it housed no nuclear warheads nor air force bases or airports of any importance; in truth it housed no airports at all. No president, senator, councilman, or governor lived there, and their mayor was yet another unimportant blip in existence. It was a coastline fishing town, small and quaint, yet the day the sirens began blaring over the silent and deadened air of White Port the unimportant town became equalized with the rest of the world.

The disease spread and the footprint of humanity suddenly began to vanish from the world. As far as the dogs could tell, humans were changing. They became violent and stupid and smelt of rot and illness. The dogs began to wonder if humans were even human anymore. And, unbeknown to the animals left behind by the horrific plague, humanity's technology would soon fail. It would leave behind an unkind and quiet world, one riddled with the destruction caused by human machines now unmanned and left to burn, whirl, and rumble without govern.

In White Port, Maine the heat would go out and the dogs would grow hungry in the face of an approaching winter. They would leave their homes led by the notion that they must survive in the confusion of this now human-less world.