Everything was gone. Everything was ruined. It terrified Gray to the bone, being cold, alone, and fearful.

He was only one of the few survivors in this corrupt world, slightly thankful that Wenda had used to protect him. But she wasn't here now. He prayed silently that his closet friend was still alive. You.

"Hello?" Gray had called out hesitantly, his ears slightly flattened as his gaze flicked back and forth wildly.