Wrecked Plane Pharmacy

The plane came down years ago. The pharmacy opened the next morning.

Someone saw the wreck and saw shelter. Now the fuselage holds medicine, the wing holds the sign, and the lights stay on for anyone who makes it through the dark. Est. 2101, still open.

Our biggest wasteland build: ambulance, survivors, glowing signage, and layer after layer of post-apocalyptic detail.

The world ended. Business didn't.