tw: language, mature topics, death, suicide, nudity, gore, sexual acts, abuse, sa : ̗̀➛ In a time of loss and armageddon Delilah finds her and her and her sister at her childhood family friends farm, fighting the grief and sorrow the new world brings. But one new face seems to pull her out of the darkness, dragging her down a new path of her mind. "𝑼𝒉, 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒈𝒐𝒕 𝒂 𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕-" 𝑯𝒆 𝒕𝒐𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒅 𝒂 𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒂𝒕 𝒎𝒆. 𝑰 𝒍𝒊𝒕 𝒊𝒕 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒌𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒊𝒎 𝒒𝒖𝒊𝒆𝒕𝒍𝒚, 𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒐𝒏 𝒎𝒚 𝒉𝒆𝒆𝒍 𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒄𝒖𝒓𝒓𝒚 𝒂𝒘𝒂𝒚 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒊𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏. "𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝑯𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒉𝒆𝒍𝒔 𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒍𝒔?" 𝑯𝒊𝒔 𝒈𝒓𝒖𝒇𝒇 𝒗𝒐𝒊𝒄𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒅𝒆 𝒎𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒑. "𝑶𝒉, 𝒏𝒐. 𝑰 𝒈𝒓𝒆𝒘 𝒖𝒑 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝑯𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒉𝒆𝒍 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒍𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉. 𝑴𝒚 𝒅𝒂𝒅𝒅𝒚 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒉𝒊𝒎 𝒔𝒑𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒂 𝒍𝒐𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝒚𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒔 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒂𝒓𝒔 𝒕𝒐𝒈𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓... 𝑰𝒎 𝒖𝒉.. 𝑫𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒍𝒂𝒉." "𝑫𝒂𝒓𝒚𝒍." 𝑯𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒍𝒅 𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒅𝒊𝒓𝒕𝒚, 𝒈𝒖𝒕 𝒄𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒂 𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒌𝒆.