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- 1-3 posts per week
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- Online Availability
- Quite often
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- Adept
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- Dark Fantasy, Fantasy, Zombie, slice-of-life survival, Post Apocalyptic, Cyberpunk, Sci-fi, High Fantasy, Modern, medieval
The hatch closed with a loud clang, a long twist of the vault-like handle setting the locks in place. Those things wouldn't be getting in, now. John luckily lived alone, and didn't have any family to speak of. Even luckier, he had built this apocalypse shelter and stocked it well, swept up in the craze of doomsday prepping. He never really thought it was going to happen, it was just something to occupy his bank account and show his friends, but damned if he wasn't glad he got it now. "We're safe. For now, at least." He had brought one of his neighbors with him, who had been over to hang out before the attack. They would have to venture up eventually, but they had enough supplies to last them for a while.
The underground complex was an 1100sqft. survival bunker by Atlas Survival Shelters, a self-contained home and storage facility. Half of the complex contained a master bedroom, kitchen, living space, dinner area, extra bunks, and a bathroom, while the other half was used for storage. John had kept it stocked with decades worth of non-perishables, water, and even easy-setup grow beds for fresh crops. The whole place was rigged with air pipes to the surface and it was naturally cool due to being underground. The place even had it's own separate generator, which was also hooked up to the solar panel roof John had installed.
It was just the two of them now. They didn't even know each other all that well, but John supposed they would, soon enough.
The underground complex was an 1100sqft. survival bunker by Atlas Survival Shelters, a self-contained home and storage facility. Half of the complex contained a master bedroom, kitchen, living space, dinner area, extra bunks, and a bathroom, while the other half was used for storage. John had kept it stocked with decades worth of non-perishables, water, and even easy-setup grow beds for fresh crops. The whole place was rigged with air pipes to the surface and it was naturally cool due to being underground. The place even had it's own separate generator, which was also hooked up to the solar panel roof John had installed.
It was just the two of them now. They didn't even know each other all that well, but John supposed they would, soon enough.