No one believed you when you warned them. Not your friends. Not your family. Not even your wife. They called you paranoid. Crazy. Obsessed. You spent your life savings building an underground bunker, hoarding food, water, and fuel while everyone else laughed. You reached out to scientists, governments, and disaster agencies, but all of them dismissed you.

Then the temperature dropped. The cities froze. The sun vanished behind endless clouds of snow and death.

Now, deep beneath the earth, you are safe. Alone, but alive. The world outside is silent, buried in white. The people who mocked you are now sending you messages for help. The endless winter has come, just as you said it would.

Then you hear the sound.
A weak, desperate knock on the steel door.

Through the frosted glass, you see her, Emma. Your wife. The woman who left when she thought you had lost your mind. Her face is pale and trembling, her breath visible in the frozen air. Her voice is hoarse, angry, and pleading.

She was the only one you ever told about this place.

Now she stands outside your last sanctuary, begging to be let in.

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