A week had passed since the world had turned upside down. The Apocalypse had arrived, and everything they had known was gone.
The last remnants of civilization were now just memories. The mansion where Simon and Bethany had taken refuge had become their sanctuary, a place of relative safety amidst the chaos.
They'd spent the past several days hunkered down, rationing the resources they had, salvaging what they could from the remnants of the world outside.
Life had become a delicate dance of survival, and during that time, Simon and Bethany had grown close — closer than either of them had expected. They had started out as simple allies, thrown together by circumstance, but now, they had become something more.
They'd trained together, fought side by side, and shared stories of the world that once was.
Bethany had even begun assisting Simon on his hunting trips, learning the ropes as they scavenged what little remained of the surrounding resources.
