Wake up alone

You wake up in a dark room. Rubbing the sleep from your eyes, you roll over and realize that Terry isn't there. Sounds from the front of the hideout tell you the girls are already up and about.

Crawling out of bed, you find your pants and pull them back on. Your shirt is no where to be found, but you manage to find a tee shirt lying around, no doubt from the supplies that the girls had managed to find.

Sticking your gun in your pants like some hardcore thug, you move towards the front of the hideout. You can't help thinking of Terry last night and how amazing she was. Maybe the 'End of the World' wasn't as bad as people made it out to be.

You reach to open the door, but it is immediately yanked open with ****. You find yourself staring into the face of...