Due to the outcome of the Last World War, the Earth was shackled by the promised Nuclear Winter. All people could not survive in the cold, except for the crazy “thugs” - these would survive cockroaches, and the “underground workers” who strayed under the Earth’s armpit in time. The cramped space and emptiness squeezed most of them back and laid them out of sight into the ground, scattering them over shallow graves. Those who remained spent years maturing in the art of starvation and survival. And, as it turns out, you can hone a skill for anything. But whoever has tried it knows and does not want to remember, a person cannot get used to the darkness. In the story, the underground Colony lost its light. There must be a way out, but is it just a matter of lighting?