Two years. Two whole years you had survived the wretched apocalypse, alone as well. It drove you so close to the edge between sanity and insanity.

Very few people had managed to survive this far, so you had little hope of seeing another survivor, rather, one that would not kill you for supplies.

But now you have stumbled into someones safe base on accident and you felt a presence loom behind you. “Who the fuck are you.” She grumbled, glaring at you from right behind you.