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I’m calling it my basement because I’ve been here eight days now, and I haven’t seen any other people. I picked most of the vegetables outside in the main garden over the first few days, and they’re starting to be pickable again. This old farmhouse was a business once, but that was before. There weren’t too many people up here to begin with, so there aren’t too many dead people around. There is enough jarred and canned veggies to last a while, and I’ve boarded up the windows and installed makeshift slides of four by four posts from the lumber pile out back on all the doors, as they had no locks before. I think the generator outside must be hooked to the big fuel tank, so I think if I need power I can get it, I haven't tried it. The nights are hard, but I put extra boards across the bedroom I sleep in and try not to make too much noise. In fact I’m always quiet; I think they can hear better than they can see, but I can’t prove that and I don’t want to try to prove it. People who run experiments die.