Day 1: The Purge begins as usual. Our protagonist, a single mother in Mexico City (the location shifts from the US to a globalized setting), locks the doors. She waits. Day 3: The food runs out. The neighbors who were "good people" have banded into a militia. They knock politely, asking for her generator. Week 2: The internet dies. Radio signals broadcast a looped message from a surviving NFFA official: "The Purge is now permanent. There are no laws. God save America." Month 6: The protagonist joins a nomadic caravan. They avoid cities. They have learned that "home" is a death trap. The Purge is no longer about masks and rituals; it is about the color of smoke coming from a distant chimney.