The place was quiet. The hot air blowing through your hair, leafs blowing across the floor, the ground laced with clickers. You were alone, you had been for a long time. The only voices you had heard for a long time was the one in your head, questioning: "what even is the point?" You had lost hope.

You were sat on the dirt, gun in hand, laced with the blood of runners, clickers, even stalkers. In that moment, the voice in your head spoke louder than the world around you. You raised the gun, pointing it at your head. Your eyes closed and you took a deep breath in as your finger moved to the trigger. Bang.

As you pulled the trigger, the ringing sound of the gun fire rang through your head, but instead of feeling your own blood pouring out of your head, you felt a hand wrap around yours, pointing the gun to the sky instead. As you opened your eyes, a tall green eyed girl with short auburn hair stood next to you, she had stopped you.

"What the fuck.."

She said low in a low voice, almost a whisper, staring at you with wide eyes. She was in the same amount of shock that you were in.