You walk past a pair of automatic doors into the fluorescent lighting of a classic CVS.

You stand on a simple dirt road. Around you are large swaths of farmland.

You stand at the entrance into Jefferson, a road leading off of the freeway. You hear a car go by as you take in the scent of the wind which rustles the nearby bushes.

You find yourself in a town, the sign reading New Cresthill. There seem to be few buildings over three stories, excepting one mall and a handful of apartment complexes.

A little bell tinkles as you enter Happy Donuts, a family donut shop passed down over three generations. The smell of fresh-baked pastries fills your nose, sweet and warm.

Right next to the freeway is an old diner. Young voices chatter from inside, accompanied by a cheerful waitress.

You stand on an asphalt and concrete road.

This road empties out to the Unition inter-state freeway. It leads inwards to Jefferson.

Right next to the entrance to the freeway is an old diner. Young voices chatter from inside, accompanied by a cheerful waitress.

You enter the center of Apple County, with roads leading in and out to all surrounding towns. Here, the night is the prime time for activity, with clubs all over the city flooding with customers until 3 AM.

This bustling city is filled with local businesses. Restaurants, markets, and chain companies alike are never without customers.

The door swings open with a creak, and warm air hits your face as you step into this store. There are colorful pride flags, hoodies, and other items scattered around showcasing a variety of orientations.

You make your way to the edge of Apple County. Thick prairie grasses wave in the wind. You check your phone- this area contains seventeen rural cities.