as suzanne held the trigger, never before would she knew she would have to make this choice one day... she remember that day when she woke up to the sunlight that shone on her cheeks. it was unremarkably quiet, then she realised everything was gone. she walked to the living room and all her family has disappeared. every furniture had been covered with dust and the wild plants grew themselves from the window sill to inside the mansion, onto the sofas and cupboard. she reached for her cellphone but it has irresponsive as the the screen became moist due to the leakage of long unused battery. suzanne murmured to herself in a shaky and unassured tone, has everything happened too fast for her to catch up in her own time in which she belongs? what is happening? is she alone in this remote future of ghastly apocalypse? she doesn't have a choice, nor the chance to be scared. she either has to move on, and adapt, or she would be forever stuck in the past in which she thought was her reality. so she opened the creaky wooden door that has gone rust from time, and walked out into the unknown. 🦖...✩🦙.*˚♡🦖...✩🦙.*˚♡🦖...✩