My Missing Story

It's been seven days since we set out to search for potential survivors. All we found were the mangled corpses of the ones who resisted them and the ones who turned into 'the oblivion'. As we move silently through the thick bushes near the fire, I grow hopeful for a chance of survival. In a flash, it happened. There was an excruciating pain in my gut and then it stopped. I feel numb but in a good way. I turn towards Eve only to find her looking at me with a horrified expression. With a grin, I leap towards her.