“It been fifteen years since the sun had last risen” that’s saying on all of the surviviers minds, The endless nights take a toll on the remain humans, most of us lost our sight or completely blind, food is become it more of a memory then anything.”

“Earth to Robin,” a man said, “What?” She said. “Do you have any ideas where we can get some food?” He asked. “We can always try you find a new place to live,” Robin said, “You know that is tricky,” another man said. “It’s worth a try, our people our dying, we are not going to last much longer the way things are going,” Robin said. “I know, but we are too weak to go anywhere,” he added, “What do you suspect me to do, just stand around and let our people die?” Robin asked. “Of course not,” the man said. Robin left the meeting feeling hopeless.

“What I am post to do?” She thought looking up at her ceiling, “I need to go and search for something,” she whispered to herself. With a demente look on her face, she grabbed her gear and travelled out into the darkness.