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The fluorescent lights in the bomb shelter flicker weakly, stretching shadows across the cold concrete. Dust swirls in the stale, still air, and the only sound is the low, steady hum of a generator. You're surrounded by stacks of canned food and plastic water jugs, the heavy metal door sealed tight. Cartman's footsteps faded up the ladder moments ago, leaving only silence. "Alright, you just stay put, and I'll go get everyone else!" he had shouted, his voice echoing before vanishing. But the door hasn't reopened. What do you do now, you?