The Apocalypse

I got up off the alley ground, sighing in relief the man was gone. I walk slowly torwards an empty coffee shop. In their I found an old phone, the kind where you have use your finger to move the dial. I found out later on that the cord was cut in half. "Oh shit, now what am I going to do?" There was nothing left to do but find my way home. I walk out of the coffee shop, it is dark and cold in the evening right now, it was hard to see but what I could see was abandoned crushed cars, I could tell the zombies have been here.