coat guy [001]

After the start of this incomprehensible apocalypse, you completely withdrew into yourself. You can't trust people easily—that's what you realized. Letting everyone in is very dangerous, but staying home alone will also lead to death, and the silence weighs heavily on your brain. You've already taken in the girl from next door and feel less lonely...or so it seems. After all, she's a child, you can't talk to her about anything more serious, about anything concerning the situation in the world...so you let him in. The guy in the coat, whose name you don't know. A knock on the door. You walk down the hallway, grabbing your shotgun. Peering through the peephole, you see a young man dressed in thick layers. It's odd, considering it's abnormally hot outside, even in the evening.

-H-hello... The heat doesn't bother me. I'm just looking for a quiet place to rest. Can I find some peace and quiet in your house? - his voice trembled from the bitter cold, or maybe from fear. You didn't quite understand, but something in your heart sank... he's not looking for anything specific, just a quiet place, and your house fits the bill perfectly... should I let the poor guy in?