Another day began, and Lucien went out to keep pests under control around the building…
While Mr. Mustache hunted the many shorebirds and rodents in the nearby streets, Lucien blew on both hands, trying to warm himself in the increasingly cold morning air…
He also took advantage of the moment alone to have a chat with the system…
[BEEP]
[The temperature continues to drop, proving that winter will arrive in just 3 weeks… Since the appearance of Level 2 mutants also began in this second week. The terrible winter will likely last at least a year.]
"Didn't it last a year the first time?"
[It was a little over a year the first time. But this winter would only happen a year after the apocalypse began…]
"How 'terrible' is it? I need to make sure my friends will be okay…"
[…]
