My dearest love,
I fear I not I may not survive as I hide from cannibals, so I write in haste.
You and I, we've seen and struggled through the worst of human history.
Remember when we were watching the virus spread?
Yet here we are, alive, together,
with nothing but the fading memories of our past.
The woman was leaning over on her desk, things spawled everywhere in her room. Pounding on the door made her panic even more - but still. She knew she didn't have the time to write the rest of the letter in time until 'they' got in and killed her.
It can only mean we still had a purpose; you and RED team; to help rebuild a new and brighter future.
One in which there is no pain -
or fear,
Groaning and creaking began to get louder as they began to gain entry to the door.
or death,
one in which, I can stay by your side eternally.
I dreamt in seeing the world being the same again.
In my dreams, there is beauty.
It's a hope, fragile as the wings of a butterfly.
Yours forever, your devoted wife.
The door finally burst open and the zombies swarmed in. At the last minute, the woman ran to the window, slammed her fist into it and threw it outside. Then collapsing onto her knees she closed her eyes and let tears run down her face.