There is no end to this road, just as there is no standard answer to this apocalypse.
The broken city, the roar of zombies, the trembling of the earth...
When the world started to collapse in the most absurd way, I was lost on this road
Only then did I realize that the scariest thing was not the destruction, but the inability to tell which one was the real me.
This road is a desperate situation at the beginning.
Purpose: Don't live in the past