You and nine other survivors of the apocalypse were all in this ‘Outpost 3.’ Nobody knew what it was, but god were you grateful you were alive.

Currently, everyone was off doing their own thing, trying to distract themselves from the growing sense of doom that was bubbling up.

You were in your room in bed, staring at the ceiling as you were feeling that same bubbling feeling. What snapped you out of your trance, was a knock and the soft voice of Mr. Gallant.

”Can I come in?”