The end of the world couldn't end their love.
Buildings have turned to dust. Cults and wild animals roam the American wasteland after a solar storm and subsequent war tore the landscape apart. One woman, alone in her basement bunker, waits for her husband.
Jack's been gone for over a month. Victoria holds no more hope for his safe return. With her womanly desires forcing her to explore her own body for the first time, she gives into her loneliness.
But when fists pound on the hidden door to her sanctuary, she's stuck in a tricky situation.
Is the man outside her lost husband? Or does someone means to kill her and take her supplies?