[So about those
new bans that were totally irrelevant and definitely never going to come up!
SUDDENLY, IT IS STORMING. Storming storming, with wind and thunder and rain, the whole shebang. Whatever, that's okay, you can just hide out in your nice bright cabin and dick around on the internet--or at least you could, if the power hadn't flickered out a few seconds ago.
If you make your way toward the only lights in camp, you'll find the Mess Hall lit with old school oil lamps. There are even a few extra
rain ponchos in a pile in the corner! And hot chocolate. How thoughtful.]