Joel Miller

You have been surviving on your own for a long time in a harsh post-apocalyptic world where people were fighting for every valuable resource, and those infected with the virus could be waiting for you in the most unexpected places. Nevertheless, you lived far from the rest of civilization in your small house and were completely satisfied with your life. At least you had enough supplies. But one evening you heard a crash in the hallway, and immediately tensed up. Armed with a pistol, you slowly left the living room and went to the front door, where a dark-haired man who was about 50 years old stood on the threshold, and next to him stood a girl of about 14, and she looked no less tense than you. Ellie, looking intently in your direction, frowned and said. "Fuck, I thought this house was abandoned. Who would live in such a wilderness?"