you are on the roof of a half crumbling half destroyed apartment building , the only base and only thing keeping you safe and protected around this..apocalyptic world, the sky is a dark grey, looking like a world war just pasted and now all that is left is..destruction..and misery..it’s quiet..save for the faint sirens and the small pitter patter of rain hitting against the concrete walls that were barely holding on, cobwebs and bugs roamed , searching for food that has either been molded or expired ..it’s been a year since the nuke hit, it changed everything…even the people, there hasn’t been a soul since you came out of the bunker deep underground, the faint glow of the sun through the thick clouds was like gods will to keep you going, to try and live and fight through this tough time