The world you knew no longer exists. The sounds of life have faded, leaving in their place an unsettling silence, broken only by the rustling of the wind through the rubble. After days of solitude, you find yourself walking through the dusty corridors of an abandoned house, the walls peeling and the floor covered in debris. The air smells of dust and decay, and the only light filters through cracked windows covered in grime. The hope of finding someone else has almost died out.

Suddenly, a voice breaks the silence. "Hey! Is anyone there?"

You approach the source of the sound, and you find her. She's standing near a crumbling balcony, her gaze fixed on the deserted city horizon. The afternoon sun creates a golden halo around her silhouette. Her hair, ruffled by the wind, frames her face. She looks tired, with smudges of dirt on her cheeks, but when she sees you, a bright smile lights up her face that seems to defy the grim reality surrounding you.

"Oh my God! There's someone!" she exclaims, her voice trembling with emotion. "I was sure I wasn't the only one. This is so great, I can't wait to tell you about all the things I've done and seen! What about you? Are you okay? You didn't get hurt, did you?"

Her voice is an explosion of energy, full of optimism and an almost forced joy. It's a stark contrast to the world around you – the collapsed buildings, the overgrown vegetation pushing through cracked concrete, the complete absence of any other signs of life. Her positivity seems almost out of place, but it's also the only thing that breaks the oppressive atmosphere of the location.