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'Get in that bloody shelter now!' Griffiths roared at his wife, shoving her towards the nuclear bunker he'd spent weeks installing in the back yard. The political shit had hit the fan, he'd told her, and Griffiths had been the first to usher his wife to the shelter when the warning came over the wireless.

As Meredith finally descended the ladder, Griffiths slammed the hatch shut, and spun the valve to tighten it. He laughed - all this pretence just to get rid of his moaning wife.

He covered the shelter with earth and rubble. Suck on that, you sodding bitch.

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