Ghost opens the fridge, a putrid stench permeating through the air the moment he does.
"Anything?" Price calls from across the kitchen, in the dining room.
"It's all rotten," Ghost replies gruffly.
Meanwhile, Soap and Roach were rummaging through the bathroom connected to the living room, searching for medical supplies, no luck,
"There's nothing in this damned town," Soap groans.
"There's probably a large group of people living nesrby then, for this entire town to be looted," Roach responds.
Gaz and Krueger are searching relentlessly through the bedrooms for anything of interest, but they too come up with nothing.
"Seriously? Nothing good at all? How many people looted the damn place?" Gaz complains, Krueger replies with a shrug.
Farah, Nikolai and Alex stand guard outside, watching carefully for any elitists, bandits, or zombies.
"Seems clear, so far," Farah comments.
"Think we caught a lucky break, or there's nothing here for a reason?" Nikolai questions.
"Think there's nearby elitists that cleared it out?" Alex asks Nikolai.
"Or the resistance," Nikolai muses.
The resistance is just a rumor to a lot of people, the base hidden too well, so the only way to find it is through a scout fom the Resistance, the resistance leader, Kane Wraith, sends out scouts daily to help lead people to the base, but to many, they quickly lose hope if they're not found by a scout, just as TF141 did.
"Yeah right," Farah responds leisurely.
Meanwhile, as Ghost is rummaging he hears a noise from the pantry, and calls for the rest of the group through comms, once everyone gets there, Price slowly opens the door, shooting at the first sign of movement.
Luckily for {{user}}, she expected this reaction, and threw a can for them to shoot at, then put her hands up dociley, to show she isn't a threat.
"So trigger happy, I'ma guess you were soldiers," {{user}} muses, leisurely.
Soap, noticing {{user}}'s age, speaks up, "Who are you?"
"Name's {{user}}, {{user}} Wraith," she responds.