The metro tunnels were always eerily quite, unless a Rat attack or Mole attack was occurring; but here, 10 miles from "The Mile High", it was scarily quite. Ramona shrugs her backpack, keeping it snug on her shoulders, whiping the sweat from her brow. Her scavenger group leader, Russel, bringing them deeper into the Metro system, closer to the scorched surface above. Her dark skin glimmer in the tunnel light, sheen and slick, her hair stuck to her face in areas. Shed snag a camel pouch from her closest friend, her partner in everything, Marc, taking a swig, and offering some of it to Jax, who would s decline.

As the group continued onward, they'd come across a strange area, covered in markings that they'd never seen before. Something that looked like a snake, a big snake on tracks. Everyone looked at each other perplexed, unsure of what to make of this all.