The world outside was just as terrifying as he had imagined. The fire had spread, consuming everything in its path. The creature was nowhere to be seen, but Victor could feel its presence, lurking in the shadows.

But despite the horror that lay before him, Victor pressed on. He walked for days, following the remnants of the road. He saw things that he never thought he would see, things that defied explanation. He saw buildings that seemed to twist and turn in impossible ways.

And then, just as he was about to give up hope, he saw it. A sign, pointing towards a small town nestled in the hills. He couldn't believe it. He had found other survivors, other people who had managed to make it through the apocalypse.

As he drew closer, he saw them. Men and women, huddled together for warmth, their faces etched with fear and desperation. Children, their eyes wide with wonder and curiosity. And in that moment, Victor felt something he hadn't felt in a long time : Hope