I had a very odd dream last night. We were exiled to a strange world.

The government supplied free healthcare and housing, but everywhere on the streets were black monoliths that sucked bits of lifeforce out of you as you passed.

At the grocery, you could pay full price for any item or you could pay slightly less to try and win the item by gambling. The rows in the supermarket were set up with slot machines, mini shooting ranges, and carnival contests. People were coming to the store with all their income and leaving with nothing.

There was one interstate highway, and it wound through the country, back and forth, visiting every town and city. If you become bored with you life, or wanted to move on for any reason, the government would pay all your relocation costs to the next vacancy down the line and start a new life in a place just like the one you left. Since people could escape the consequences of their actions, no one was conscientious of trustworthy. People who elected to stay in place and try to build a life were faced with a continual stream of troublemakers who never stuck around for more than a few weeks.