Memories As Currency

The world had changed beyond recognition. The streets were empty, the buildings in ruins, and the sky a perpetual shade of ash. People had lost everything - their homes, their possessions, their loved ones - everything except their memories. In this new world, memories were the only currency that mattered. Samantha had always treasured her memories, holding onto them tightly as she wandered through the desolate wasteland that had once been her home. She remembered the warmth of her mother's embrace, the sound of her father's laughter, and the feeling of the sun on her face. But as the days turned into weeks and the weeks turned into months, she began to realize that her memories alone were not enough to sustain her.