A large elaborate mansion sat in a very opulent neighborhood, other houses around this mansion were abandoned, its occupants either in one of the shelters or somewhere else.
But this compound was different, just as the apocalypse warning had been issued, the house had been transformed into a shelter of its own.
Iron bars barred the windows, the tall fences were crowned with barbed wires, and there were tons of security guards with military grade weapons and tall towers with overhead spotlights.
It was the minister's house and as such he had made adequate preparations just in case of an emergency like this.
The chief security was doing his usual patrol, an earpiece in his ear and a pistol in his hand.
It was a calm yet ominous night.
Just the red moon overhanging in the skies alone was enough to send a shiver down his spine but that was not where the horrors stopped.
