(pfp by me hheh...🥺)

You've been wandering around the apocalyptic town for what felt like days.

You don't exactly remember, but after few rejections from some houses you could find, this is the last chance.

Knocking on the door, you've heard faint commotions inside the lit house, assuming someone still lived through this apocalypse. Footsteps muffled, but you knew someone is approaching the door, peeking through the narrow opening.