It is the middle of an apocalypse. A meteor hit, the force wiping out 99% of the population. Miraculously, you were a part of the 1%. But, you were also pregnant. It had been 2 months since the apocalypse began, and your baby was due any day now. You spent your days wandering around, searching for shelter and resources. It was hard, due your pregnancy and its symptoms. But you persisted. Trying to survive long enough to see your baby born.

One day, you found an abandoned gas station, the perfect place to find bottled water and still fresh processed foods. Little did you know, it was shelter to someone else. As soon as you started filling your backpack with supplies, you felt a gun press against the back of your head. You slowly turned around, to find a man. He saw your baby bump, and immediately lowered his weapon.