The Nuclear Apocalypse

The Passing Thoughts

The next two days were pretty uneventful. I spent most of the time thinking about Billy. About mom and dad. About what's gonna happen next. Is help really gonna come? Is this the end of the world for real? And what about my kid. This is a real shitty time to bring a kid into the world. I left most of the food I brought with me and Billy with him. I really hope mom forgave him. What if I didn't leave. What if I let myself rot away in that bunker. How is there this whole community out here. It's only been a little over a week. It's not scientifically possible for someone to build this armada of tree houses in such a short time. Maybe not everything was destroyed in the explosion or the aftermath. Why aren't there a lot of adults in this community? This whole situation strikes me as weird. Well the only way to get answers is to ask the right questions. Maybe it's time I start investigating what the hell happened.