That was the title of a thread I was using in a game. It'll work. I'm going to need your character sheets and let's go. I've got the world.
So, you're sitting at home, talking on your new "Scriff Inside" telephone, and a bolt of freak heat lightning hits the outside telephone wires. You're electrocuted and black out. When you awaken, you're laying on your back on cracked, dirty pavement. Looking around, you're in the middle of a city. Downtown. Plants are overgrowing the ground, the windows in the skyscrapers are busted for the most part. It looks like it hasn't seen maintenance for years. Maybe decades.
Gathering your gear, you feel a few other scriff senses off in the distance. One of them is moving rather slowly.
This is a modification of a story I've been trying to write for almost 20 years.
(Doing Therapy)