Story 148: The Last Ride

In the heart of a once-thriving city, now reduced to ruins, the remnants of humanity struggled to survive. The sky was perpetually dark, filled with smoke and the distant echoes of explosions. Tall buildings, once symbols of progress, stood as crumbling monuments to a forgotten era. Windows shattered, walls cracked, and the streets overgrown with weeds told tales of abandonment and despair.

Amidst this desolation, a lone bicycle lay on its side, its wheels still and rusting. It belonged to a young girl named Mira, who had once ridden it through these very streets, laughing and carefree. But those days were long gone. Now, the city was a battleground, and survival was the only goal.

Mira and her small group of survivors had taken refuge in the basement of an old library. They had fortified the entrance, but the constant threat of zombies kept them on edge. Every night, they could hear the groans and shuffles of the undead, searching for their next meal.