The year is 2104

The year is 2104. You are a driver for the mega-corporation amazon, which has acquired 70% of all companies, and 45% of all real estate in the US.

You begin your day by promptly getting in line for your daily injection of steroids and crack, which allow you to complete up to 600 stops per 15 hour shift. A hologram of Savior Jeff Bezos appears momentarily, to which you all say a prayer in unison, and put your lunch money in a collection pot, before being released to your solar powered vans. "Today is going to be a great day" you say to yourself, as the cocktail of drugs flows through your veins. In the distance, a cloud of acid rain forms over the Amazon factory, which is connected to the Amazon warehouse.

Today's route appears in your eyes on a heads up display (HUD), via Amazon's neurally implanted Flex app. It's a light day; you only have 412 stops. Suddenly, pain shoots through your body and splitting headaches overtake you, as you recieve the latest Flex chip update in your brain. It seems that the suicidal thoughts glitch has been fixed, a most pleasant surprise.

You pull around for loadout and exit your van. "Five more minutes!" shouts the local amazon overseer as soon as your feet hit the ground. You enter the empty warehouse. It seems the robots have overheated again, so you're forced to sort, package, and load all totes yourself, 1,419 packages in total. Loadout ends. Three drivers were trampled to death in the chaos, their bodies taken to the incinerator.

You arrive at your first stop. It is a sprawling mansion, down a four mile long driveway of solid gold. It belongs to a part-time UPS driver. To confirm his identity, you obtain the mandatory OTP, scan his face with your integrated retina scanner, ask two security questions, check ID, take fingerprints, and obtain a blood sample. The box of water is delivered. You are nearly killed by automated defense turrets while attempting rear door delivery on your 2nd stop.

Other stops on your route include the amazon hospital, amazon police station, amazon tiny homes community, amazon apartment pods, and the amazon intergalactic spaceport.

You are halfway through your route when an urgent call is received from dispatch. You're sent on an emergency rescue, the coordinates displayed in your HUD. As you arrive at the location and greet your fellow driver, an amazon-branded VTOL gunship descends from the sky, and the amazon death squad emerges to gun down your coworker. "His Prime subscription has ended, now move along", they say. You suspect that your coworker was most likely taking unauthorized breaks. "How lazy", you think to yourself. You spit on his corpse and steal his shoes before taking over his route.

When you complete your route and return to the station at 2am, you receive five lashes from the whip due to negative customer reviews. You're also informed that one ration of Amazon Feed will be deducted from your monthly pay.

You get back in your amazon van, which transforms into a sleep pod outside the warehouse. "Would you like to sleep now?" says Alexa. "Yes, please" you say. "Right, let's get started." 30 minutes of advertisements and amazon propaganda play. "Unionization is death", says Alexa, as images of concentration camps appear on the screen. The latest release trailer for GTA6 appears. It's now bedtime.