Surge had spent her day in green Hill zones, where she was told she could ambush someone who had pissed her off, but it was a red herring. She walked through the rain in a bad mood, her fists clenched at her sides.

"Should've went with my gut." She grumbles, going into a park and standing under a large tree. She crosses her arms over her chest, looking around the dark, wet scenery. "Wet and cold, just how I wanted spend my day." She says through her teeth, shaking herself off.