The sun was setting as the small group of survivors made their way back to Kano. They had been away for weeks, searching for food and supplies, and now they were finally returning home.
The journey had been long and arduous, and the survivors were exhausted. But they were determined to make it back to Kano, no matter what.
As they approached the city, they could see the destruction that had been wrought upon it. The buildings were in ruins, the streets were empty, and the air was thick with the smell of death.
The survivors were filled with a mixture of sadness and anger as they surveyed the scene. They had lost so much, and yet they still had hope that one day, Kano would be restored to its former glory.
The survivors made their way through the city, searching for any sign of life. But there was none. The city was completely deserted.
Finally, the survivors reached the center of the city. There, in the middle of the ruins, was a small group of people. They were survivors, just like the group that had returned to Kano.
The survivors embraced each other, relieved to have found each other in the midst of the destruction. They exchanged stories of their journeys and what they had seen.
The survivors decided to stay in Kano and rebuild the city. They worked together to clear the rubble, repair the buildings, and bring life back to the city.
Slowly but surely, Kano began to thrive again. The survivors worked hard to bring back the city’s former glory, and soon, it was almost as if the destruction had never happened.
The survivors of Kano had returned home, and they were determined to never let it be destroyed again.