Outside Safe City, not a soul could be seen.
But inside the city, few people were out and about; most stayed in their homes, daring not to venture out.
This snowstorm had been falling from the day before yesterday until today, for dozens of hours straight.
Ice and snow dangled from the eaves, and people kept their windows tightly shut, but the cold seemed to be everywhere, creeping into the rooms through every crack and crevice.
Safe City, building number 19, second floor.
Mr. Wang shivered uncontrollably, trembling all over.
Before entering Safe City, he had brought half a truckload of supplies. Although Captain Tao confiscated half of them at the gate, the remaining food was more than enough for him alone to last several months.
Yesterday he had traded some food at their local market for some charcoal to burn, but he had been using it sparingly.
Though now within Safe City, where the Patrol Team was supposed to manage conflicts, disputes still occurred frequently.
