Tes pov.
I woke up, a headache was a killer, I was alone in the attic room, I walked out of the room, I was wearing a blue hospital robe. The images flashes before my face My hand shot up to my abdomen.
It still hurts like hell, Remembering what happened, i could have died, I thought I was going to die, but turns out I didn't, Every was dark a quiet, i walked up the stairs every step I took was way painful than the last.
When my mum built This attic we thought it was dumb, which knew an apocalypse will be looking around in the future.
I walked out side the compound calling out everyone's name. Where did they all go, okay now am scared,
"Guys, if this a prank please stop it" No one answered, I walked Outside the gate.
I saw a pair of red eyes staring again me, okay what the helm is g
