Author's note. I decided to write a short story without a direction or plot in mind from first try in a single sitting. I wanna see what kinda mess it will be.
It was a beautiful morning. Sarah woke up feeling refreshed and ready for yet another day in her life. The nightmares have stopped bothering her and her life was finally coming back together. She was finally ready to live again. But first, she had to go brush her teeth.
After she went through the morning routine, she went outside for a short stroll in the garden.
It was still early and the Sun wasn't shining brightly, rather, it was a very gentle and subtle light. There was no wind but the temperature was still a bit low, biting her skin.
"It's a perfect time for a cup of hot chocolate", with that, she went back.
It indeed was, a perfect time for a hot chocolate. It warmed her up and raised her mood.
"Time to go to work"
There was no traffic on the streets and she got to the office quickly.
It was still empty when she arrived, which was good, since she could start her work in peace.
She got home early today. It was rare, usually she'd stay in the office until late evening and, sometimes, she even had to stay until late night and then go find a motel for the night, but it was not such a day.
She was tired so she collapsed on the couch with her shoes and coat still on and sighed deeply.
"This world is messed up", she babbled to the couch, "it's so, so messed up... I wish they would still be here. Anybody. Why is it just me", she turned over and looked at the ceiling.
"Why is it just me left here?"
The only answer she got was overwhelming silence for miles around.
Author's note: I guess that's it. Man, I'm tired.