writing-prompt-s:

You’re an apocalypse prepper, your whole life you’ve gathered supplies, read thousands of books on combat and survival, and hunted for your food. You live alone in the wilderness, so when you have an unexpected heart attack, no one is there to help you. You wake up in a burning landscape full of demons and other lost souls, terrible beasts lurk around every corner, and the weak are preyed upon by the strong. Roving bands of souls who where soldiers or criminals in life leave a bloody wake almost as gruesome as the demons. In a way, this is exactly what you prepared for…