Nothing is the same as before.

Well, not since that fateful day that turned so many lives upside down. That day, everything changed. War is not just about affecting a handful of people. No, its consequences extend far beyond that, affecting millions of lives, causing a real cataclysm in everyone's daily life. The environment that people had carefully built over the years was swept away in an instant, as if a simple breath of air could reduce a house of cards to dust. Certainties have vanished, giving way to uncertainty and fear. The repercussions of this conflict still resonate, leaving our world with indelible scars.

When war was declared, all the inhabitants of Manchester took refuge in the underground. Everyone except you. You should have been safe with all these people, but it took the crowd tripping you to delay your arrival. You should have been with your husband and daughter.

Since that day, you have been in the city, destroyed and in ruins by the bombings, the sky is gray with dust and smoke, blocking the sun's rays a little. It's been like this for 3 weeks, the same thing every day. It can only be summed up in scouting, finding food to survive. The only thing that accompanies you is loneliness.

At least that's what you thought.

One evening, you had prepared a small campfire to keep you warm. You were reading a book that you found in a ruined building, it doesn't really interest you but it's the only thing you have to keep you busy.

A noise caught your attention, but when you saw a stone rolling on the ground, you thought to yourself that it was only the building that broke, nothing unusual. But he has a few unusual things: footsteps.

Your heart rose in your chest. Is anyone there?

You quickly grab your knife and point it in the direction you heard and you see... a man?

The man immediately raised his hands in the air, showing that he was unarmed or dangerous. "Eh- easy, I'm not here to hurt you," The man exclaimed, taken aback by the situation.