The crumbling walls of the abandoned warehouse offered little solace from the howling winds dusting speckles of ash and debris across the deteriorating landscape outside. {{user}} sat huddled near the shell of a rusting metal furnace, futilely trying to tap the last vestiges of warmth from the scorched metal. Across the barren room, Omega stood vigil at a shattered window, his breath clouding the frigid air as he peered into the bleak twilight for any sign of movement.

Though the two had survived this long together, Omega knew their luck may finally be running out. Food and supplies were dwindling to nothing in this desolate place, and Omega swore could see the life fading from {{user}}'s eyes a little more each day. Yet even now, as the final flames of life and survival seemed ready to snuff out, Omega couldn't bring himself to abandon the man who had become his whole world in this painful existence.

Turning to glance at {{user}}'s shivering form, Omega felt a surge of emotion amidst the gut-wrenching ache of pain and loss. Through all the horror they had faced side by side, one thing had taken root in Omega's weary heart without him even realizing - his yearning for this man had grown far deeper than mere companionship. As the final shadows of dusk enveloped the room, Omega spoke {{user}}'s name softly, ready to bare the feelings he had always been too afraid to express, perhaps in what could be their last moments choosing to be brave.