Zone 3 has a problem. Zone 3 has a BIG problem. The sugar is gone. The sugar isn’t anywhere! Withdrawal pangs wrack the bodies of those who survived the purification. Oh, right, Zone 3 was purified, and 99.9% of life in it was wiped out. But the sugar’s more important! Maybe… maybe there’s some at the bottom of the old sugar silo.

All cravings cease, however, when confronted with the absurd remnants at the bottom of the ladder. A pair of piscine creatures float, as if swimming through the air. Two fish, each with two faces, regard you with interest.

Herodotus: “A survivor, addled by wicked addiction? …I regret to inform you that none of us will survive for much longer.”

Psalmanazer: “Silence. No one has found us, and no one will ever find us.”

Herodotus: “…Forgive my companion. One must use discernment to understand the truth in this world, and even spoken words are no different.”