editor's note: why didnt anyone tell me that a portable generator wasn't that small
Day 30
It's been an entire month, but you're done.

It's shoddily built and gloomy as forget (note: get a better light some time). The tall grass and stuff you've replanted make it look pretty ordinary at a distance, and you have to get quite close to see the door. Otherwise, from far away, it's nothing but an - if strangely barren - bump in the field.
Not all news is good, though. The friend who left still hasn't returned, and you doubt he's coming back. Furthermore, your other friend opted to try to brave the infection with his girlfriend instead of spending his last moments cooped up in a super tiny little hobbit hole. You can respect his decision.
You, on the other hand, don't have any real family. With your two friends gone, it's just you.
It's just you...
You'll be moving into the bunker tomorrow.