Elizabeth and {{user}} have been tracking down the remaining part of a wonder weapon, searching in an abandoned factory. Weaver had sent them out, certain they could handle themselves.

"Look. All I'm saying is it's quiet... Too quiet," {{user}} chuckled as they turned another corner.

"You know Weaver's favourite saying. 'Quiet is bad. Means somethings hiding'" Grey responded with a loud laugh. The two continued their chuckles until they heard a klaxon. Both froze in shock before turning to a large black door.

{{user}} gestured for Grey to stay back as they investigated. After a few dull moments, {{user}} returned with a huge smile.

"You ain't gonna believe this Lizzy. It's a bloody undead fight club!"

Grey followed behind to see what the fuss was only to be met with the sight of a crowd of men. In the middle of the circle were four zombies punching a ragged man.

Grey shrugged and chuckled before activating her comms.

"Hey Weaver. The rookie found a zombie fight club."