Home sweet home...?

The bunker is bathed in light from the single present lightbulb. It's a small, cluttered space, more of a basement than a bunker. The walls are made of concrete. On the left side of the room is a large sink with a bucket beneath it. Opened boxes lay beside it. On the right side of the room is a metal table of some kind. It has clothes on top of it along with a duffel bag at its feet. Finally, towards the back of the room, there is a counter with plastic Solo cups, some of which have withered plants growing inside them. There is a box here with more of these cups and plants. Below the counter are crumple papers, some of which look like they may have belonged to a calendar. They lay beside a bag of dirt.
There's a calendar on the counter. It's crinkled and torn in spots, having seen quite a bit of wear and tear for something that's only meant to be used for one year. It's flipped to August, and every day is crossed out until the 23rd. At the bottom is a small note: "2,272 + 23 [tally marks]".
Lastly, there's an indent in the otherwise square room's corner that has enough space for a ratty, old mattress with an incredibly flat pillow on top of it alongside a blanket. A laundry basket sits beside it.
Home sweet home...?
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