The day after the end of the world
You wake up to hell again, wishing it was a dream… But it’s not. The blazing sun, the black water, the cans of old food… It’s all real. You wish it was a dream, but it’s not. It’s life. Life in your own personal hell.
Do you have enough water for today? How about food? How about ammo? Dying of thirst isn’t the only danger here…