From Stripes to Skulls: The Great Transformation

Behold the symbol of order and liberty, waving proud under the clear morning

sun. But as the winds of change howl, the once bright

colors begin to fade away. The red stripes of courage turn as dark as

the shadows of the deep sea. The stars themselves abandon their post, gathering for a

more sinister purpose. Where once fifty states stood, now only the cold grin of

the void remains. The transition is complete. A new law rules the waves

tonight.