The end of the world; who knew it would be so.. lonely?

The robots from the sky had successfully ended the world, decepticons or whatever they called themselves. They had disguised themselves as Earth’s vehicles, marine craft and aircraft.

You wondered about the scorched surface of the earth. The orange and dusty surface devoid of life aside from some dried brush. Another human had been a rare occurrence to come across lately. Maybe the aliens were going to finish their job.

Instead, in the town you were currently in, you came across a yellow muscle car. Not busted or raided for fuel, which set off some red flags. It didn't do anything in response to prodding or shouting, so maybe it was just a regular car.