The fires are still burning when we emerge from the bunker. I take Sammy’s hand as we both look in horror at the world we once knew.

“It’s gone. All of it.” I whisper as tears start forming in my eyes. “Do you think there are any other survivors?” Sammy asks.

I shrug. “Maybe. I guess we made it, so why wouldn’t at least somebody else?” That is what I hope. The problem is that they could be anywhere around the world and we are lacking resources to find them.

After a short silence he asks “So what now?” I look at the fires and then at him as I answer “Now, we survive and then we live!”

A smile forms on his face as he nods in approval. “Where do we start?”