nuclear kiss

Early morning. 5:30. A sharp siren cuts through the silence. Gg jumps up, heart pounding. The announcer's voice croaks from the radio: "Nuclear threat. Take shelter immediately."

The main character runs to the window. There is chaos outside. People are rushing into buses, pushing, shouting. Children are crying, adults are swearing. "It's too late..." flashes through his head.

But you can't give up. The main character grabs the backpack and throws things down in a hurry. "Maybe there's still a chance?"

Running out into the street, the main character freezes. Silence. Not a soul. No screams, no cars - only the wind blowing trash along the asphalt. "What? They were just here!"

In your hands are the keys to the basement. There is only one thing left to do: go down and hope that the walls will survive the hell.