Mikkel og Astrid gik forsigtigt gennem de ødelagte gader i København.

Mikkel and Astrid walked cautiously through the ruined streets of København.

Det var efterår, og de knasende tørre blade lå spredt ud over brostenene.

It was autumn, and the crunchy dry leaves lay scattered over the cobblestones.

En kold vind jog gennem luften og bragte minder om vinterens komme.

A cold wind swept through the air, bringing reminders of the coming winter.

Mikkel havde været lærer i det gamle samfund.

Mikkel had been a teacher in the old society.

Nu søgte han efter bøger.

Now he was searching for books.

Han ønskede at bevare viden for fremtidige generationer.

He wanted to preserve knowledge for future generations.

Astrid var ingeniør. Hun ledte efter teknologiske dele til at bygge en simpel energigenerator.

Astrid was an engineer, looking for technological parts to build a simple energy generator.

For begge var byen et labyrint af ødelagte bygninger og knuste drømme.

For both, the city was a labyrinth of destroyed buildings and shattered dreams.

De standsede ved en kæmpestor kollapset bygning.

They stopped at a huge collapsed building.

"Det var engang et bibliotek," sagde Mikkel med et længselsfuldt blik.

"This was once a library," said Mikkel with a longing look.

"Der kunne være bøger derinde."

"There might be books in there."

Astrid tøvede.

Astrid hesitated.

"Jeg hørte om et sted med brugbare dele i nærheden," sagde hun.

"I heard about a place with usable parts nearby," she said.

Valget var svært.

The choice was difficult.

Begge mål var vigtige, men tiden var knap.

Both goals were important, but time was short.

"Vi går sammen til biblioteket," besluttede Mikkel.

"We'll go to the library together," decided Mikkel.

"Hvis vi støder på andre, hjælper vi hinanden."

"If we encounter others, we'll help each other."

De trådte forsigtigt ind i bygningen.

They cautiously entered the building.

Indeni var alt dækket af skygger og støv.

Inside, everything was covered in shadows and dust.

Pludselig hørte de en lyd.

Suddenly, they heard a sound.

Stemmer.

Voices.

Et andet hold af overlevende.

Another group of survivors.

Mikkel og Astrid kiggede på hinanden.

Mikkel and Astrid looked at each other.

Skulle de tage chancen og nærme sig?

Should they take the chance and approach?

Mikkel tog en dyb indånding.

Mikkel took a deep breath.

"Vi går hen til dem.

"We'll go to them.

Vi viser, at vi ikke er en trussel."

We'll show that we are not a threat."

De gik fremad, hænderne åbne.

They moved forward, hands open.

"Vi vil ikke noget ondt," kaldte Astrid.

"We mean no harm," called Astrid.

De fremmede standsede.

The strangers paused.

I stedet for våben, så Mikkel papirer og teknologiske ting spredt omkring dem.

Instead of weapons, Mikkel saw papers and technological items scattered around them.

Deres leder, en ældre mand, trådte frem.

Their leader, an older man, stepped forward.

"Vi leder bare efter ressourcer," sagde han med en træt stemme.

"We're just looking for resources," he said in a tired voice.

Mikkel og Astrid forklarede deres mission.

Mikkel and Astrid explained their mission.

Til deres overraskelse begyndte de fremmede at samarbejde.

To their surprise, the strangers began to cooperate.

De udvekslede bøger for teknologidele.

They exchanged books for technological parts.

Det var en overraskende alliance, men den gav håb.

It was a surprising alliance, but it brought hope.

Da Mikkel og Astrid til sidst forlod biblioteket, havde de ikke kun fundet de nødvendige bøger og dele.

When Mikkel and Astrid finally left the library, they had not only found the necessary books and parts.

De havde også fundet noget endnu vigtigere – styrken i fællesskab.

They had also found something even more important—the strength of community.

Mikkel følte glæde over fremtiden for viden.

Mikkel felt joy about the future of knowledge.

Astrid fandt trøst i tanken om samarbejde.

Astrid found comfort in the idea of collaboration.

Sammen gik de gennem efterårsløvet mod en ny begyndelse.

Together, they walked through the autumn leaves toward a new beginning.