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[Sosoku234]

You all stand in the airlock of the bunker. An automated voice states, Depressurizing. Out of your suits, you hear the hissing of air rushing out of the room into tanks inside the building. A red light glows in the corner. The hissing gradually lessens and eventually stops. At the same time, the light turns green. Leslie opens the door to the outside. It moves without sound. Outside, it looks just like it did way back when the doors were sealed. You took only as much as you could each carry in the oxygen tanks. There's enough for about 3 weeks. In the bunker there was enough clean unused air for multiple years. Enough scrubbed air for multiple centuries. But that doesn't matter. What's the point if you die sitting down. Your first steps outside in weeks have revealed that everything is the same as always. You see the house rising up behind you. It has long ago been picked clean of any useful pre-prepared foods. You haven't stepped foot in there since the end. Leslie's parents were the scavengers who picked through it. There is a pristine stillness to the world that surprises you. Even though you knew it would be this way. The highway leads to Tishomingo in one direction and to Ardmore the other way. There is a small town nearby that you all grew up in. Your journey starts here.