When the young Oliver’s eyes awakened, his vision was blurred. Everything was not clear in his vision. As he rubbed his eyes, and pushed himself up to a regular sitting form, he took a look in all directions, east, north, south, west. Earth was filled with bright colors, unlike anything little Oliver had ever seen before. Ever since the bomb was dropped upon London, the world had been a painful gray. Color was ripped forcefully out of everything, buildings, trees, even cars! But now, a rainbow had cast itself upon this Earth. Just like in his storybook, everything was bright. The Sun, instead of being a faded white, was yellow. The trees had lime-colored leaves instead of the crumpled brown leaves. The floor was a dirt road, which should’ve been boring, but instead looked like chocolate! It was like a dream come true! Oliver then stood up to get a better look, and tried moving forward. He then collided into a television screen, the size of him. And his dream became tragic, as he realized he was in another simulation of a better world.