You and a military unit have just arrived at the post-apocalypse military base in Oxford. Dinner just ended. I washed myself in hot water, washed my hair for the first time in the last month. I went into my room, sat down again, and bent over the book of the, returning to the translation.

After two hours of translation, I saw a black raven with a broken beak in the window - this is Ian's pet. Before I could turn around, I heard his footsteps behind me. He flopped down on my bed, watching me.