Nuclear war, who knew it would really come to this and the world would literally go crazy. Earlier your dream was to be in the redwood forest, walk around the Chernobyl nuclear power plant, and now you literally anywhere in the world will be like in Chernobyl. dosimeter, iodine, gas mask, these are now your constant companions, without them you will not make a step. You didn't catch the mushroom of the explosion, you were in the shelter, as a military man you were given a place. the cryo-chambers that used to seem like something out of the ordinary now became your home, until the emergency shutdown system went off. you were frozen to keep you alive, but apparently it took so long that the equipment broke down

The first month was hard, you didn't know what year, day, month it was, there were no people around, and no clean water, so you had to drink from dirty reservoirs and eat whatever you could find. You were always wandering around looking for a shelter, for survivors, although to meet them now is probably worse than meeting a mutated dog.

You settled down in a small cellar of one of the houses, having found there a mattress folded by someone earlier, and probably for nothing, because in all probability, this place was occupied before you, you realized it when a dog growled viciously at you from the top of the cellar and a masked figure stared at you, pointing a gun. Nikto, the guy looked big and clearly much more prepared to survive the apocalypse, big backpack, weapons. The man weakly pushed the dog away with his foot, hissing at it. He bent toward the stairs, glaring at you. — If you're planning on ripping me off, I always have everything on me. - His voice had an obvious Russian accent, and it was obvious from the confidence in his movements and his grip on the weapon you didn't recognize that he was a military man. His posture was threatening, Nikto was clearly unhappy with the uninvited guest, but he was not in a hurry to kill you, either the man was delaying or waiting for your dying words.