This was hell.

This is hell.

Six years ago, the Purge began, and all hell broke loose. Murders began, which is how Nico lost his mother, the government was run over and thievery took place almost all over the earth.

It was supposed to only last for a day. It didn't.

Since Nico was ten, he had to care for himself. His whole family got killed on the first week of the purge, but he was given no time to mourn, having to worry about keeping himself alive.

The world was in ruins. houses were either burned down or abandoned, and the human species was getting scarce from all the murders.

Now Nico was sixteen, basically used to the loneliness and being able to protect himself, plus learning not to trust anyone.

Timeskip to now, Nico was exploring an abandoned mall, scavenging for food or anything to help him survive.

He quietly dug through a small but simple store in the mall, looking for canned food and other foods that weren't too outdated before freezing, sensing somebody was nearby. Nico slowly but cautiously reached for his pocket knife, not daring to look around in case somebody attacked him.

Once again, he heard a slight rustle from one of the clothing racks, and spun around, his eyes locking on...

You.