[ WP ] In the future , stores like Walmart have grown to become as large as cities . Soon an apocalypse happens , the employees gather into tribes to defend their section and to raid others sections .

The Wichita Walmart SuperCenter had once been the paragon of carefully choreographed efficiency. Although no one employee knew the big picture, each knew his part, and the sum of their actions would lead to an entire community that could act in seeming perfect unison. Incoming inventory into the metropolic superstore would easily find its way to the correct aisle and shelf. Customers would be quickly routed to the appropriate train that would lead to their desired goods. Even checkout lines were well-managed by a cleverly crafted routing algorithm. But such a capitalistic paradise can only exist as long as rule of law protects its proceeds, and protection of possession of private property perished along with the police that once enforced it, as the massive meteor passed through the thin veneer of Earthian atmosphere. 
 
 The meteor was a large as a medium-sized country ( say a Spain, or an Angola ), and its entrance evaporated several large-sized countries and covered the rest of the world with such an ash that rendered crops and livestock around the world suddenly mortal. The precarious perfectness of civilization was undone as, like a run on bank, civilians quickly realized that the only chance of surviving was to be the first to get to the remaining food. 
 
 The Wichita Walmart SuperCenter found itself a microcosm of the terrifying undoing of societal rules. The employees of certain sections came out better than others, and the culture of these survivors reflected their specific scenarios. Those guarding the PlayStations and Xbox's found themselves totally empty-handed, and knew they had to fight hard to guarantee their survival. These were the barbarians. Then there were slightly more valuable possessions. Those who tended to Bounty and Charmin or Black & Decker were able to trade for food. And then, there were the grocers. 
 
 Some grocers fared better than others. The fruit section was immediately overrun, owing to the perishability of its stock, and these employees found their heads mounted on Garden Perimeter Fence posts, courtesy of the Home Improvement section. Those who minded the Jack's Links Beef Jerky knew they had staying power and were diplomatic geniuses that could play other groups against each other in order to maintain their own survival. Realpolitiks who had traded a bag of `` Twerky Jerky'' for a copy of Henry Kissinger's `` Diplomacy'', they kept as their retinue the muscular lifters from the furniture section in order to provide safeguard against the violent videogamers in exchange for a lifetime's supply of jerky. They have since expanded their service beyond dried meat products into overall commerce, trading among employees across the store in order to maximize their wealth. 
 
 A careful balance of power remains today, in which employees across the store trade their wares for one another and slowly deplete the store of its food. But when the food is almost done, then the true fun will begin. 
 
 
 
 

