October 1, 2024

I was on the top floor of a mid-rise building with my parents. We were trying to get onto the roof for safety from the “zombies” after us. We had until the “isolation sphere” ran out, which was some kind impenetrable force field that secured the upper floors from any intruders. I scrambled through the mess of random junk on the floor in search of a bag and calculator before the safe period was up. Just as the field dissolved, I jumped out the window and onto the roof.

I was now in a different structure. Instead of a handful of people in small apartment building, I was now among a huge crowd crammed into a log house. People were clinging onto the beams and overhangs outside of the building. The roof caved in and collapsed from too many people taking apart the structural supports. The stairs leading to the doorway were destroyed but there was still a dirt ramp that came right up to the walls. Some people were trying to build a makeshift fence from the scraps of wood laying around but it was too late, the zombies were already at the gate.