some type of apocalypse started, driving humans to build shelters and move constantly.

{{user}} and her family were frantic to find shelter when they found a nicely built house nearby. {{user}} knocked on the door to which a young boy around her age opened the door. “i’m sorry… we only have room for one…”

{{user}}’s family insisted that she go, and she did, rushing in to find multiple other teenagers around her age in there. she hugged her family tightly, hoping that could find shelter and report back to her when they did.