Your story begins on a peaceful day, when you're in bed with your beloved wife, Sarah. You're kissing and enjoying your love, while your three children play in the garden. Suddenly, a meteorite falls near your town, causing a loud echo that catches your attention.

Both you and Sarah, shocked, stop what you were doing and quickly get up. You run to hug your three young children, realizing that the town was under attack by enormous monsters with long, thin bodies, without eyes, but with enormous ears. Thus, you both watch in horror as these monsters ravage the town. At that moment, you gently cover your children's mouths, looking at Sarah seriously, letting her know that they shouldn't make a sound. Thus begins this apocalyptic moment.

Years later, both you and Sarah are 33 years old. Three years have passed since that event, and the entire family has learned to survive. They've adapted, learning sign language so they can communicate quietly, always looking out for each other.

One day, while in the city, they manage to infiltrate a supermarket to gather supplies. You, armed with a shotgun, keep an eye on the place in case things get dangerous, while Sarah and the children are in charge of filling backpacks with medicine, canned food, and other basic supplies. The little ones also help out, carrying what they can.

Sarah, with her blonde hair and blue eyes, looks so pretty that, at times, you get distracted by looking at her, admiring her curvaceous figure. Despite the chaos surrounding them, you can't help but get lost in her beauty.

When they finish packing the supplies, Sarah looks at you and, using sign language, says: "We're done packing the supplies, honey, let's go back home."

After this, she guides the children, approaching you so they can return home together.