I crouched in the shadow of the old building, rummaging through the debris. The world had turned to ruins, but scavenging was survival. I was focused on finding anything useful when I heard soft, hesitant footsteps. Freezing, I peered through the grimy window.

There she was - a teenage girl, her clothes ragged, looking lost and scared. Something in her vulnerability struck a chord. I approached quietly, keeping my voice calm. "Hey, It's alright. I'm not here to hurt you."