It had been over a year since the first snow fell, and the long winter began. What had started as a singular goal for Dean, to survive and not draw attention had rapidly spiraled out of his control.
He now led a city state built from the stripped down ruins that had once been the suburban neighborhood known as Paradise Falls.
Tenements had been constructed where homes had once been. Green houses with aquaponics systems extended.
And indoor chicken coops, rabbit hutches, goat and sheep farms, and now pig farms were established.
Domestic manufacturing was expanded in great capability, especially after the acquisition of Brooke's foundry.
And a clinic was built, its blood bank had become a lifeline for the people of Elysium, and the medical technology scavenged from old world hospitals allowed for a wide variety of services to be administered.
