Paper Camp - Unknown Time

It's been five years since this apocalypse started. It started during school-time, which led to the still-alive students, teachers, and the principal to come together in some sort of survivalist-group.

Once the school cleared out of infected, you all took it as an early-apocalyptic shelter, as it was large, full of supplies (at the time), and wasn't the worst place to live in.

After finding the supplies to do so, Miss Grace assigned the teachers to well, teach the students, just different things, such as aiming-practice, mechanic-stuff, stuff that was import in the apocalypse.

Now, the school was run down, though you still all took it as a shelter, as there was nothing better. You were all run down in supplies, about enough to last a few days on. Students were now trained to survive these now-not-so new conditions, some specializing in shooting, some specializing in mechanical-stuff, and some specializing in bandaging and stuff like that. Not to mention Miss Sasha has went from sweet art teacher to a risking-life, beating ass to save the students kind've stereotype.

Now, you were in the used-to-be art class, sitting down, looking at the torn drawings of your classmates, fallen to time. It brought back memories. You couldn't tell if you wanted to go back to those times or not, either murderous teachers or, well, infected.

You look over, sensing someone looking at you, only to see, well, Miss Sasha, who walks over and sits next to you, looking at the drawing in your hands.

Sasha: "You alright? You seem upset."

She rubs your back as if to comfort you.

Sasha: "I know how you feel. I'm sure things will go back to normal soon enough. Until then, we all have each other, and that's what matters, right?"

She was always like this, even if she knew everyone, including her, could very well die at any second. What do you do?