The city was empty, like the set of a sci-fi movie when the aliens have chased everyone away or a nuclear explosion had wiped out all life.

Usually, a hero would be walking through the streets, preparing to fight a giant opponent or searching to rescue some helpless victims.

But the only person walking the streets was Amanda. She was nine years old.

She woke up one morning to find that everyone was gone, without explanation.

So, she did what came naturally. She walked to the grocery store. It was only a couple of blocks down the street. The automatic door slid open.

Amanda didn't rush for the sweets. She knew she needed some fruits and vegetables. She picked out some frozen meals before getting her favorite cereal and ice cream.

She pushed the shopping cart down the checkout aisle just in case someone was there.

Nobody was there.

So, she started pushing the shopping cart home. Amanda wasn't upset. She was perfectly calm. She had just watched "Avengers: Endgame" the night before.

"They'll be back."