I Survived 7 Days In An Abandoned City

I Survived 7 Days In An Abandoned City
As I stepped into the desolate streets of the abandoned city, a shiver ran down my spine. The once vibrant hub of life now lay silent, swallowed by decay and neglect. Buildings stood like hollow monuments, their windows shattered, and their doors hanging off their hinges. Weeds pushed through cracks in the pavement, reclaiming what was once theirs.

With each cautious step, I felt the weight of solitude pressing down on me. The absence of life was deafening. My only companions were the whispering winds that echoed through the empty alleys. As dusk settled, I found shelter in an abandoned apartment building, its walls offering a fragile barrier against the encroaching darkness.