Cheer up, it can't be all bad!

Hello, comrade.

Welcome to the catacombs where you will be living for the next few months. We think it will be quite safe from all the radiation above. Of course, nobody's ever had a way to do a test run, so you never know. But we put a whole bunch of concrete and lead around this thing, and it just might work.

Anyway, here is your office. You will share it with some other comrades. Here you have very nice desk, and even an extra telephone.

What? Your quarters? Well, about that, this office is also where you will sleep. I'm sure you'll figure out a way to work that out between the four of you.

It is not clear exactly what your work will be in this office; perhaps make plans for our eventual world domination once it is safe to go back up above.

Well, no, there aren't really many women down here. I guess I hadn't noticed. Well, yes, now that you mention it, that may be a hitch in our long-term plan for Soviet survivors to dominate the world. I'm sure the Politburo have plenty of women with them in whatever bunker they're holed up in, so we'll figure it out eventually.