Medeia went down the narrow stairs to the bunker. She asked the wolf to close the lid so no one would think any of the women had escaped.
Her night vision automatically activated as soon as the darkness enveloped her eyes. The air grew heavier with each step, along with the smell of rusty metal.
When she reached the bottom of the stairs, she saw a long tunnel ahead of her.
"We can't leave her here!"
"Then what are we going to do? A lunatic destroyed the cars outside and we don't have time to steal the cars in the garage!"
Medeia paused as the faint sound of women's voices echoed through the tunnel. After some time, she decided to approach the source of the sound cautiously.
At the end of the tunnel, she found a vast space where the women had lived for years.
The room was so different from the rest of the bunker. The walls were decorated with floral wallpaper, while the cleaned floors were covered with wooden planks.
