Sheltered

Ten years ago, when the fighting broke out, you were taken into the bunker. The doors closed, the earth sealed you in, and no one has seen the surface since. What became of the world above, no one truly knows. Everyone believes the war left nothing but ash and silence, Most hold this belief not out of fear, but because it gives shape and meaning to life underground. To you, the bunker has always been life itself. This is your world: ${describe life in the bunker?} ${what are the people like, how many?} The surface remains a mystery. The war ended long ago, but no one knows what waits beyond the doors. All you know is that the bunker endures… and so must you.