Brisa raised her head from her arms, taking in the world around her. She sat there a moment, dazed, before she realized that besides the soft chatter of the group, the world was silent. “Why is everything so quiet? Where’s the police, or ambulances, or something? You’d think there’d be helicopters overhead at this point or the military would’ve arrived by now,” She mumbled, confused. Then a thought struck her. “What if the stuff that destroyed the city has already spread? And the hospitals and police stations have collapsed and can’t help anyone?”