Isolation

Jack's eyes shifted open. At first, he found himself half asleep, until fully realizing where he was--- At least, that he was there. He woke out of being half asleep and was sent into imminent panic when he saw a metal, gray and cold sealing  above himself. His neck was to stiff to move at the moment, since he had apparently been asleep bending his neck against the cold, metal wall.
  He coughed, noticing that his throat had a taste of blood similar to the taste of loosing a tooth as a child. Suddenly, someone responded to his voice.
"Who the hell are you?" A woman's voice asked.
"What?." Jack asked.
No able to turn his neck, he sat up and looked around the room.
  There was no door, and five other people sat, unconscious. The woman who had responded had hazel hair, and a very light layer of mascara, and looked to have the same panic as Jack was experiencing.
"Where---Where are we?" Jack asked, now acting up a bit more than before.
"How the hell would I know?" The women said, also filled with some anxiety.
Jack was young and in his early thirties, with brown, short hair. He had no memory of ever seeing this woman.
  The woman was dressed in a black dress of not to much detail, and had not had initiative to remove her shoes, since she too, was in panic. As Jack began to fairly calm down, he got a better sense of the room. His heart was beating quickly, and he intensely wondered what had happened to his wife. He looked across the room to see a distinctively obese man wearing a leather jacket with a red, black and yellow plaid shirt. The man looked vile, but how could you tell when he was asleep?
  After taking in details of the man, Jack became very anxious again, realizing the fact that there was no food, and it did, in-fact, fill him with fear. Still scared, he now realized for the first time in the room that he couldn't remember where he was before this. He took the initiative to ask the woman where she had been. Doing so, he triggered a quick curious look of a female face, and then he saw that the face formed back into anxiety.
"I--- I don't remember..."
She stated, putting deep thought into it yet still being in fear that she would starve to death and would stay confined in the miserable little room.
  After making that statement, the obese man awoke, screaming, "Where am I?" and, "Who are you?". Jack himself hat no intention to care, thinking about the fact that his own life was at stake. Ignoring the large man's shouting, he thought about his own family, going into a mixture of depression and fear. There was his wife, Amy; Jack recalled on how beautiful she was, and he had only been in the room for 25 minutes (Well, who knows since he was probably in for days, to be exact--- And that was the reason that he went into extreme hunger.) Really, though, Amy was one of his only family member who had been living with him. Him remembering that triggered another thought. With the woman getting the other man, Tony, to be quiet and calm down, he said something that caused complete silence:
"What about the terrorism?"
There was silence in the room completely, until Tony spoke up,
"Shut the 'ell up! We'a in this room, an` yah` don' even care! Ah` you wanna talk abou' is that crap! 'Ell then, 'iss off!" He had said, angry that Jack didn't seem as anxious as him.
This woke everybody else up, and they, too, went into screaming.
  "Be Quiet!" The woman (Whose name Jack was still clueless of) shouted, clearly annoyed.
Everybody was silent, the people who had just woken up were scared out of their minds. The memory behind Jack's words was of the news. A lot of bad things revolving around terrorism had been happening all around the world, and had been reported week by week to month by month on the News, Paper and Television.
"The terrorism... What about that; Remember all of the threats and the war?"
Tony was silent, but was quickly turning cherry red, still full of fear. There was fear that they would starve; fear that he would starve. One of the people who had awoken, a girl of about 20, had broken into sorrow and tears. Nobody had the mad intention to get her to stop: it would show you off as a selfish soul.
  Nobody really cared about Jack's words, since they were filled with terror and already growing hungry.
"There has to be some way out." Jack would say, day by day and hour by hour.
It was the 6th day that one of the other two people (Who's name was Jerry) had driven in to full insanity, talking nonsense and driving his head into the wall, as if he felt no pain. Jack had lost almost 12 pounds, along with the woman, Tony and the others. He had discovered all of their names: The woman was Sandra and the younger girl was Anna. Anna had black hair, down to her shoulders, similar to Sandra's hair. Jack had been recovering small bits of his memory, but nothing useful. He had only recovered things like recent movies and more about his wife, which made him long for her.
  Then, there was still a very particular and terrifying question: "Where are we?". Jerry was full fledge mad. He was loosing brain cells minute by minute banging his head on the dirty metal wall, and was asking random questions like what time it was. Everybody was now unhealthily skinny, save Tony for matter of fact, though. They had now spent ten days, and Anna was slowly becoming insane.
  On the eleventh day, Jack said something,
"Perhaps we, uh---are being held hostage and---- and maybe we'll get out soon."
That was it, the fuse was blown. Before Jack knew it a fist had driven into his stomach. He grunted in pain and took a swing at the figure beating him. There was a real big scene in the room as Tony and Jack aimlessly beat each-other, blind with fury. Finally, after a long few minutes, Jack was on the ground, black eye and all. Though Tony was beat, too, he was still standing. It was almost like a wrestling match.
  Day twelve, nobody could take it anymore. Jerry got up, and started to beat at the walls.
"There's a door." He would say, determined. Then, on the fourteenth day, when everyone was near death and complete starvation, Jerry shouted,
"I found something! I-I... look!"
And so it was true he had found something. Jack and Tony tried until their strength was worn, as it had been for days. The reason they had not seen the door was thanks to the fact that it had no knob, but simply looked like part of the wall. Everyone helped, and then, miraculously, they flung the door open. There was a corridor, completely metal and dirty, with a little bit of dirt laying on the ground, and a cracked ceiling. At the end there was a Staircase with a light above it. They stepped up the stairs, excited of the Earth they would find, and the glorious people--- The glorious food and water. On the door at the end was carved:

                                  "Welcome home, Adam"


  They didn't care at all, and opened the door, but what they saw shocked them. There were buildings, completely destroyed and some still in flames. Nobody had the thought to speak. Everything was destroyed, there were no other people...
  But under that statement carved into the door, there was something else lightly carved in with a knife:
     

          "And Eve. May you rebuild, reproduce and relive our dead Earth"


And as Jack pushed a button on the side of the building they had been in, he found it still worked. He triggered a siren noise, and "Bomb alert, this is not a drill!", Over and over again, as it had been, that nuclear holocaust had gotten the best of us. There was still hope in the Earth though... Still hope.

                                                                                                          "Welcome home, Adam and Eve, may you rebuild, reproduce and relive our dead Earth.