We've always been trapped in these walls. Not knowing what was outside of them. Guards everywhere, just standing on every corner watching us, waiting for something. They were anticipating something bad, and it came.
The world ended some time ago, long enough that I've forgotten what life before felt like. A war between humanity and an alien species we peacefully coexisted with which led to the destruction of the planet. Now, I believe myself to be the only human left, alone on this desolate rock. I believed this until I met her, the last flower on Earth.