when wandering in a never-dying storm, there will be times that you feel tired. ready to give up. you will see bunker entrances stuck on the ground, can be easily opened, and you can enter to live comfortably for awhile with finite space, food, and water. but those will go out, and the storm will become worse and worse outside. don't let the bunker holes seduce you, adventurer. have more faith in yourself. know that if you stand tall, embrace the piercing pain coming from the horror of the storm, let it tear you apart and smile at it. ignore the bunkers. tread across the storm. and one day you will walk out of that darkness to reach eternal paradise.