[ WP ] A second Ice Age has ravaged the Earth in the year 2039 . While scavenging , you realize that the Ice Age was artificially started , and you think you know why .

`` No, bro, no. You ca n't be for real. They were actually afraid of global *warming? *'' 
 
 Jake rubbed his forehead, shoving his sister. `` Look, am I the translator or you? That's what it says!'' 
 
 Molly stood on her toes to look over his shoulder at the papers they'd found. The `` newer'' of the buried stone buildings tended to be better pickings than the older ones. They were better insulated, after all. And somewhere in the middle of this one, they'd found some old papers that had n't been completely waterlogged. Molly had been far more interested in the frozen, mummified dogmeat on the counter, but Jake managed to talk her out of trying to eat it. Now she was sating her boredom by annoying him while he parsed through the historical documents. `` Okay, poindexter, riddle me this? What's so bad about global warming, anyhow?'' 
 
 `` Uh, well, I do n't understand all of it, but from what it looks like, they were doing things with smoke that was making the planet heat up a lot.'' 
 
 `` So, what,'' said Molly, `` they were lighting the whole earth on fire?'' 
 
 `` I do n't think so. This paper thinks I know more than I do. It's really interesting though.'' 
 
 Jake sat down on a well-preserved couch, it's only protest a crunch and the expulsion of a puff of frozen dust. Molly leaned over the back of the couch behind him, lifting her anti-glare goggles to focus on the paper, as if willing the words to make sense. `` I still do n't get how warming the globe is a bad thing.'' 
 
 `` Well, it's like...'' Jake struggled for words. `` Like... you know how Huskies basically already have fur coats, so they do n't need new clothes for the cold, right? Well, if stuff got really hot everywhere all the time, all the huskies would overheat and die and we'd have no more huskies.'' 
 
 `` Fuck that.'' Her dark brown face scrunched at the idea. 
 
 `` Yeah. But the point is, this paper says they sorta accidentally made it so it was gon na get too hot for humans, and humans were all gon na overheat and die.'' 
 
 `` Whaaaaaaaat?'' Molly stood up straight, leaning against her spear. `` How does that even happen?'' 
 
 `` I dunno. This article kinda acts like I should... already know how it happened? Like it's my fault or something.'' 
 
 `` Pft. Stupid article.'' She leaned back down to look over his shoulder again, focusing on a small, crude drawing of some man in weird clothes with a cloud coming out of his mouth. `` Well, if they were so afraid of global warming, how'd this happen?'' 
 
 `` That's the really interesting thing,'' Jake said, pointing at the bottom of the article. `` Operation Pluh... pluuoouuu... pluhtoo? Yeah, I'm going with pluhtoo. Operation Pluhtoo was put into order to... do something. I do n't completely understand it. Something about getting further from the sun to... reverse it or something? But the thing is... sis,'' he looked up at her, pushing his own goggles up to his forehead, `` I think our forefathers did this on purpose.'' 
 
 Molly considered for a moment, still carefully tracing the lines of the cartoon with her eyes before she shook her head. `` No. No bro, I do n't buy it. I do n't think you're lying, but this has got ta be some kind of story or something. Like some campfire shit.'' Jake's face screwed up with frustration and Molly sighed. `` Look, you wan na bring it home anyway? One little thing of paper is n't gon na take up too much space. Either way though, we have to keep moving. Tribe ca n't live on just paper.'' 
 
 Jake looked wistfully at the other papers in the building, but finally nodded. `` Okay. But mark this place on the map when we get home, okay? I wan na come back here sometime.''
