Abness

In the heart of a crumbling, abandoned city where silence has swallowed the streets and nature creeps through concrete cracks, survival is no longer about food or shelter — it’s about trust. I thought I was alone, scavenging through the ruins of a forgotten world, until I met her. At first, she seemed like salvation — bright eyes, quick hands, and a strange calm amidst chaos. But the deeper we sank into this dead city, the more I saw something twisted behind her smile. She’s not just surviving with me. She’s surviving for me — and she’s not letting go.