Since it was already nighttime, I couldn't get a full view of the entire base, but the main building stood out beautifully, warmly lit up with lights glowing from every window.
It looked surprisingly homely for a place that was built for survival in one of the harshest climates on Earth.
That gentle glow against the stark white snow made it feel less like a bunker and more like a hopeful sanctuary.
We walked through the entrance, shaking off the cold, and my father led us to the second apartment on the second floor.
This apartment was the one my parents had chosen for themselves when they arrived earlier.
It had great lighting, thanks to the larger windows on that side of the building, and most importantly, it had extra space — something we had made sure of from the very beginning.
Before the base was even constructed, we had submitted interior layout requests to the construction team.
