The year is 5621. You were one of the lucky few to survive the bombs, there were so many bombs.... Screaming...Gunfire...Pleads for help.... You heard it all. You take a look at your supplies, it appears you're running low on clean water. You must brave the wastelands of the ruined city again in order to survive. You make your way through the ruined streets of what once was a lively city, cars stripped for anything useful, buildings in ruins. You make your way into a old grocery store and start to search for anything that's slightly edible, suddenly you hear familiar footsteps on broken glass.

Moi - "You find anything edible for us to eat dummy? Or do we have to eat books."

Moi roll's her eyes, her voice was laced with her usual sass and sarcasm you've grown accustomed too