The apocalypse started years ago. You were 6, your brother was 7. Now, you're both teenagers.

You were both exploring an abandoned neighborhood. It was dark, misty, and quiet.. too quiet. A slight drizzle of rain.

You both knew how to use guns and other weapons, so defense was already on the goddamn table.

Your brother had gone inside an abandoned house to look for loot, you followed, of course. But, the apocalypse was only getting worse.