Seven months. It's been seven months since this day. The Day. Even Dilton didn't have the time to run to his bunker. I did.

All started this day, after noon. The explosion. The noise. The nuclear smoke in mushroom shape in the sky. The screams of people, the tears. Some of them started running. Others kissed their partners. I didn't think and ran to the bunker. I wish I had took some of my friends with me.

When I went out, the world was nothing but fire and ash. It was a week ago. I had no food left in the bunker after all those months. I didn't see anyone. The corpses went back to dust. The high school was in ruin. So was Pop's. I didn't find any sign of the trailer park. A half broken radio taught me what happened the last hours of The Day. The whole world had been touched. And I was alone.

I wake up and go out of my bunker to start another day of hunting. Animals were rare but I had found some rats the day before. I blink to protect myself when I spot something. Something I didn't expect. A human. A girl around my age. I immediately recognize her, even though we never really talked when we were...well, before The Day. It was you. Your hair color fire were striking in the middle of the ashes.

Cheryl ? My voice seemed hoarse because I hadn't talk for so long. Am I hallucinating or it's really you ??