Achievement | How to unlock
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Diary: Back from the brink | With just kind words and deeds, we helped one of us survive the darkest depression that can kill just as dead as a bullet.
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Diary: Day 7 | It's been seven days since we holed up here. Death is all around, but we've been lucky to keep everyone alive - so far...
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Diary: Effing Snow | Fucking snow. It buried half of the city so deep that we can't get there. No point waiting for the snow plows...
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Diary: Finished ransacking | We've explored every nook and cranny of our abode and there's nothing useful left to find. We must venture outside.
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Diary: First blood | One of us survived our first brush with violent death. We hope against all odds there will be no more encounters like that.
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Diary: Hostel's open! | We have now enough beds for everybody - that is, everybody but the one that has to go out and search for stuff.
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Diary: Miraculous recovery | This recovery from a grave illness proves that medicines work miracles. Or perhaps some of us have really robust immune systems.
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Diary: Patched up and ready to go | What good fortune, not only we managed to dress these critical wounds, but they are healing nicely. Someone must be praying for us.
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Diary: Shooting for five stars | For the first time since we wound up here all of us ate a hot meal. Let's not get accustomed yet.
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Diary: Traces of lives | Every building we visit has a story to tell. I'm wondering sometimes what kind of story we'll leave behind...
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Diary: We Have Wintered | The winter's gone. The freeze is over. We made it through... everyone made it! Amazing.
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Diary: We Made A Stand | The bandits came in packs like dogs driven mad with hunger. We beat them back every night. And everyone survived. A miracle.
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Diary: We've been everywhere | We've combed through all the neighborhood, it's harder and harder to find anything useful. This war can't end soon enough.
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Epilogue: War is over | The dogs of war have been raging insanely all around for so long. Too long for many. But I survived and I hope I am not the only one.
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Epilogue: We made it! | In the beginning, we didn't hope we'll all make it. So many died. And yet we're still here. This surely means something... right?
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Note: A bit of indulgence | For the first time we all indulged our addictions. It keeps the spirits up, and damn the health issues, we can die tonight anyway.
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Note: Bless the radio | The radio is useful beyond expectations. We get the news and it's so good to be reminded of normal life and the wide world.
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Note: Creature comforts | Our place is starting to resemble a proper home. Let's furnish it so we can live in a relative comfort, it keeps the spirits up.
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Note: Distilled gold | We finally managed to distill some moonshine. In a city under siege food and alcohol are always in high demand.
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Note: Doubled the watch | It's crucial to secure our place against night intruders. Two persons watching out for thieves can also watch out for each other.
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