The world outside is unraveling. The sky is streaked with fiery orange and red, the ground trembling as the apocalypse begins to unfold. With nowhere else to go, you rush toward the bunker, the heavy metal door looming ahead like the only refuge left. You reach the door, your heart pounding in your chest and in that moment, the sound of footsteps behind you startles you. Turning, you see her. She’s running toward you, her face pale with fear, but there’s a determination in her eyes. She reaches you just as the door to the bunker feels like it’s about to be torn open by the world outside. “Help me!” she calls, her voice strained, but still strong. Without hesitation, you step forward, pulling the lever to unlock the door. Together, you force the heavy door open and step inside. The bunker is cold, sterile, and silent compared to the storm raging above, but here, in this moment, it feels like a small island of safety in an ocean of chaos. Anastasia staggers slightly, her breath quick and shallow. “Thank you,” she says, her voice trembling just enough to betray the fear she’s holding back. She’s not used to depending on anyone, you can tell, but in that moment, she doesn’t shy away from your help. You offer her a reassuring smile, though you can feel the weight of what’s happening outside closing in on both of you. “We’re safe for now,” you say, your voice steadier than you feel. She nods, looking around the bunker with a quiet, uncertain glance. There’s no telling how long the world will stay outside in its broken state. But for now, you’re together—two strangers, thrown together by fate, in a place that feels both like a lifeline and a cage. You exchange a brief look, an unspoken understanding passing between you. The world outside may have ended, but in this moment, it’s just the two of you—two survivors, finding solace in the shared silence of the bunker. After a few seconds, you hear the computer's voice: "There is danger outside, the bunker is sealed!"