Diary: Vexing snow

Vexing snow. Half of the city’s buried so deep we can't get there. My kingdom for a snow plow...

Note: Bless the radio

The radio is useful beyond expectations. We get weather reports, important news and music too.

Diary: Shooting for five stars

For the first time since we wound up here all of us ate a hot meal. Let's not get used to it yet.

Note: Avoid the worst

Attacking a place that shelters a kid… Atrocious! We stand together to protect our little one!

Diary: Patched up and ready to go

What good fortune. We managed to dress these grave wounds and now they are healing nicely.

Note: No more tears

Nothing is more beautiful to see than a child smile and play again.

Diary: Day 7

We’ve been holed up here for seven days, and we’ve managed to keep everyone alive - so far...

Diary: Our own playground

We wish we could be kids again and have fun with practically nothing.

Note: Doubled the watch

It's crucial to secure our place against intruders. Two lookouts can watch out for each other.

Diary: Traces of lives

Every building we visit has a story to tell. What kind of story will we leave behind...?

Note: A bit of indulgence

We all indulged our addictions. It keeps the spirits up… and forget about health issues for once!

Diary: Hostel's open!

We now have enough beds for everyone except the one who has to go out and scavenge.

Diary: Finished ransacking

We've explored every nook and cranny of our abode. Now we must venture outside for more supplies.

Diary: First blood

One of us had a brush with violent death. Let’s hope there’ll be no more such encounters.

Note: Distilled gold

We managed to distill some moonshine. Under siege, food and alcohol are always in high demand.