Way more than 10-15 sentences, my bad.
It had been several weeks since the event that most survivors referred to as the "Nuclear Winter". Escalating international tensions brought on what the Bible depicted in Revelations as Armageddon and the end of life as we knew it on Earth. Most of humanity died within the first twenty-four hours, and most of the initial survivors died a slower, more agonizing death from internal mutations caused by radiation poisoning. The survivor's settlements grew smaller and more scarce over the course of the first week. Those who didn't die from infection fell victim to dehydration and starvation, or were killed by rival survivors in search for food and water.
Having not seen any living creatures in three weeks, David accepted that as far as he knew, he was the last man on Earth. David was one of the lucky ones who lived in some remote town whose power grid hadn't been completely destroyed by the Nuclear Winter. David managed to scavenge an iPhone from the corpse of a child that looked to be no more than ten years old. To David's surprise, the phone was at eighty percent battery life and full of games designed to entertain children. One app stood out in particular, "Pokemon: GO". David was a middle aged man who made a living writing articles for some weekly internet news outlet, and he had once written a review about how "Pokemon: GO" was going to further destroy the family dynamic in middle class families and make the millennial generation even more devoid of social skills by causing a neglect in basic human interaction. Being the last man on Earth, it was easy for David to convince himself to try this app that he had once ridiculed so harshly, and the still somewhat stable power grid in his area managed to supply power to a few cell phone towers to make it possible.
After having played for a few hours, David began to shut out the dismal, crumbling world around him. Even though the creatures on the app were all virtual, it brought David an inexpiable amount of joy to see creatures that weren't charred or mutated sacks of flesh. As the sun fell, the screen dimmed and a warning popped up notifying David that the iPhone only had ten percent battery life remaining. David began to panic and careened from house to house in search for a charger and a home with working power. With five percent battery life remaining, David found himself in the master bedroom of a dilapidated town house. David didn't notice any bodies anywhere in the house, so he knew he had to make it quick in case there were other survivors on their way back before dark. He found a charger for his iPhone in a nightstand next to the bed and decided to try to plug it in anyways. To David's surprise, his plan was a success and the phone was able to receive a charge from the wall. Everything was going great until David heard what sounded like footsteps downstairs, and so he took the charger from the wall and made his way to the top of the staircase to investigate. He crept slowly down the stairs as he listened for any more sounds. From the bottom of the staircase, he could see the screened door on the back of the house swinging against the door frame by the wind. His mind was at ease as he sighed in relief and turned to ascend the steps once more.
David was halfway up the staircase when one of the steps gave out, causing David to crash through the stairs and even the first floor of the house. His legs broke his fall and the silence as the sound of bones snapping sent David into panic. He cried out for two hours, but he was alone. The pain had eventually numbed his senses, causing him to pass out. Night had fallen before the sound of the iPhone's notifications eventually helped David regain consciousness. He opened the app up on the phone to see that there was Grimer right next to him. He tapped on the Pokemon to initiate the capture sequence and the flashlight and camera turned on on the phone. David didn't even notice that the phone was at one percent when he turned to face the Pokemon so he could capture it. Vision still blurry, David could hardly see the virtual Pokemon on his screen. As he struggled to flick the Poke-balls at the Grimer, his vision began to come into focus. Squinting at the screen, David couldn't help notice something behind the Grimer against the wall in the basement. He lifted his head from behind the phone screen and could scarcely make out the figures of three people huddled together. Like all of the other families that he had come across, this family was no different. Their skin was practically burned from their bodies, leaving nothing but a charred skeletal corpse. David was slightly disturbed, but used to having seen so much death that it was easy to return to his game. With a flick of his finger, the Poke-ball shut on the Grimer and began to wiggle back and forth. As the Poke-ball wiggled a second time, David couldn't keep himself from looking at the family through the camera on his phone. The app played the sound confirming that the Grimer had been caught, and just before the screen transitioned David's heart stopped as he saw the three skeletal heads slowly turn towards him. The camera light turned off and a white screen displayed on the iPhone with the apple logo. The screen went black a moment later, leaving David alone in the dark.
