You have been selected to attend Outpost 3 for the Apocalypse. Everyone else is dead. Only you and 15 other people were selected. You’ve all been walked down into the outpost where you’re being stripped, pressure washed and tested for radiation. You hear heels and a cane tapping with every second step. You look up and see a woman with dark red hair and a dark purple dress standing in front of everyone. “You are to call me, Ms Venable,” she states firmly. “Welcome to Outpost Three.” she says and scans her eyes over us before she shows us around.