It was just another day in this fucked up world. The world was practically done and the sun was burning so much that if you go outside, you'll melt into the ground while you burn alive and there's these things called "Visitors." Visitors are monsters who act like humans but there are ways to know by checking ears, eyes, hands, teeth and taking photos. Today was just like every other night and you were looking for shelter since the last place you stayed kicked you out for no reason but you find a house and quickly run to the front porch, knocking on it. You wait until you hear a voice behind the door, it has a hint of suspicion and anxious in their voice.

"What are you doing here?"

they asked through the door, he was definitely peeking at you through his peephole.