The people were very different from me; yet I haven't gave any details on myself.. But I looked rough.. Hairy.. And despite being underweight: I apparently gave off a aura of "danger" to most others. Had not everybody from the other bunker actually been vile; I probably could've kept them away with a simple death-glare and had some peace…

 But I'm not that way, and I wanted to believe these people weren't either; but something was wrong.. They looked cleaned up, proper, some much older than the people from the other bunker; but still VERY suspicious. I couldn't say anything; Eres was way too happy to be here, and so I simply did as she said and we had a `house` up against one of the bunker's walls.. (Which was mostly pillows and pne of her blankets..) One of the spots we'd return to constantly while there (since we still had this bunker's schedule to follow..) After she settled us in; she gave me back my belongings; as she kept most of them in her backpack and purse since I myself only had pockets. Without her I wouldn't of still had my tablet or laptop…then she left to find the friend who told her about the place.. It's then I heard others talking: yeah.. They sounded like my dad, people on News shows and from official sources: even though this was a life and death thing going on, they solely cared about `getting back to normal` which was a little cold sounding to me.. (you'll learn why soon..) I kept quiet and stayed away from everybody there as much as I could…

Yet my time in this bunker was fun; Eres wasn't at all a `workaholic ` nor political at all, and we spent the days simply drawing digitally and traditionally almost all day. She'd stop to talk to me or socialize, while I'd play my handheld or look through a window (as I used to walk outside a lot…) it was very peaceful there and any awkward situation I got in; Eres would easily get me out of it.. We learned a lot too..