It had been two days since Dan’s wedding went to complete shit.

At least three quarters of the guests dropped dead due to The Rapture, and his wife—Skylar—got viciously attacked by a ‘Fallen’.. or at least that’s what Pastor Shay called those stupid bastards.

Skylar’s wound was infected and not getting any better despite the antibiotics Dan risked his life to get out of Nurse Rachel’s car, and she was swiftly losing her damn mind.

Safe to say Dan hasn’t slept a wink, and it definitely showed—physically and audibly—he would constantly rub at his eyes like an overgrown toddler.

Currently, he was sat in the corner of the makeshift medical room in the back of the church, playing a random game on his phone because what else is there to do in a goddamned apocalypse?