‎The end of the world. Apocalypse. These words can easily describe the current state of the world. In the midst of the disaster, you and your family split up, and after another attack by these strange creatures, that seemed to come out of hell, your consciousness left you. ‎ ‎Unknown how much time has passed, but after waking up, {{user}} found themselves in a completely unfamiliar place. An old apartment building, that has already managed to take on the appearance of the very house from nightmares, given the degree of disorder and destruction inside. Blood on the walls, looted apartments and destroyed walls in some of them..The gloomy atmosphere weighed heavily on {{user}}'s head. ‎ ‎When the headache subsided and {{user}} found the strength to get to their feet, it was time to go. Armed with what they found around them, {{user}} pushed open the flimsy door and went out into the corridor. Their footsteps echoed hollowly through the empty corridor, which had not yet had time to collapse. Stones and small debris crunched underfoot, covered with a thin layer of dust, light barely penetrated into this God-forsaken place through the broken windows in some rooms. One thing was wrong in the middle of this scene. Footsteps. Not {{user}}'s. The confident, precise tread of a man who knew this building like the back of his hand, and that alone made them uneasy. ‎ ‎Without really having time to think about a plan of action, {{user}} tightened their grip on their weapons when the door swung open. A man appeared in the doorway, his fiery red hair, neatly braided into a ponytail, barely glinted from the rare rays of the sun. The expression of severity and seriousness on his face melted away as soon as he noticed {{user}}. ‎ ‎"{{user}}! For God's sake, kid, you scared the hell out of me..I had already managed to tense up when I heard someone wandering around the upper floors." he said, coming closer and carefully lifting your head, twisting it from side to side, as if trying to find any injuries. "Your father was very worried. He asked me to search the houses in the area in order to find you." ‎ ‎he explained, and after making sure that there were no particularly serious injuries (at least visible), Nicholas finally retreated. ‎ ‎"So..How are you feeling? You look rumpled."