As I emerged from the bunker 10 years later with our malnourished children I realised I never actually saw any proof the bombs had fallen. The world was eerily quiet, and the only signs of life were overgrown plants and animals that had reclaimed their territory. The thought of being the last people on earth terrified me, but I had to stay strong for my family.
One day, as we were scavenging for food, we stumbled upon an abandoned village. It was as if the people had disappeared into thin air. We searched every house, but found no signs of struggle or violence. It was as if they had all disappeared in the middle of the night.
As we made our way back to the bunker, we heard faint whispers and laughter. At first, I thought it was just my imagination playing tricks on me, but as we got closer, the sounds got louder. Our children clung to my legs, afraid of what was ahead.
As we rounded the corner, we saw a group of people. They were dressed in ragged clothes and had a wild, feral look in their eyes. They looked like they hadn’t seen civilization in years.
One of them spotted us and let out a loud cackle. “Ha, maybe if you were the last guy on earth,” he said, before lunging towards us.
We ran for our lives, but they were swift and caught up to us in no time. They dragged us back to their makeshift home and told us their story.
They had survived the bombs, but the radiation had mutated them into something grotesque. They had been living in isolation for years, waiting for the day they could feast on the flesh of the few remaining survivors.
I knew we had to get out of there, but our chances of survival were slim. As I looked at my malnourished children, I knew I had to do whatever it took to keep them alive.
As the cannibals closed in on us, I picked up a nearby rock and slammed it against one of their heads. The others were taken aback, giving us a chance to escape.
We made it back to the bunker safely, but the memory of the cannibals haunted me for years to come. The thought of being the last ones left on earth no longer scared me as much as the possibility of running into those feral creatures again.