The power went out three weeks ago. The supplies ran out a week ago. And still the snow falls, every day another foot against the door.
One of the technical staff made jokes about cannibalism at the start. They aren't making those jokes anymore. They just sit in the corner, a blanket wrapped around them, staring at the cleaner with... Well, with naked hunger in their eyes.
But what am I supposed to do? Order them not to eat each other? It'll just lead to chaos and infighting. Better i just leave them all stewing in their own thoughts.
Marinating...
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