The year is 2049. January 22nd. Climate change has ravaged the world and humans and penguins are all that's left. You're in the shelter, eating your morning ration and monitoring the Arctic view finder when you hear a faint voice. It's Cortana, she's chanting something. The voice is getting quicker and louder. Quicker. Louder. Faster. Stronger. Then, silence. You snap out of it and peek up at the screen. Approaching the view finder is a penguin with something dripping out of it. As it gets closer you hear Cortana's voice again, chanting, "the penguins are bleeding"...