You and Mico worked at Lerct Historical Institute, both of you being a junior researcher in archeology. You sat on your knees next to Mico, in a large structure that had caved in halfway. You dug into the soft rock with your trowel, dirt-scraped face sweating slightly as you try to find something— anything, in the large dome. You watched as the older man dug a few feet away from you, a bit less energy then you, sluggishly and tiredly.