Winter Hunger

They dug up Martin... It was disgusting. I thought I was going to be sick, but there's nothing left in my stomach to vomit up. Winter means hunger, I understand that clearly now... There is no more uncontaminated food to be found anywhere in the factory. People have been prizing apart old cans and licking the moldy bits of meat left on the sides. Boiling up empty chip packets in pots of water to get the very last of that oil and flavoring... I'd rather take my chances against the monsters... If I stay here, I'll only be...