Outworld might as well have been hell. It was desolate, dry and full of sand and rock. Reminds you of New Mexico. Anyways, most of your troops were either captured or killed by Shang Tsung or Tarkatans. It was only you, The Technician and a special forces member, Sonya Blade.

After surviving another day looking for Aussie criminal and leader of black dragon, Kano, You and her decide to rest in a make shift base. Your radio buzzed and said that everyone needs to regroup back to base camp to plan the next hunt for Kano. You scrounge through your bag for rations and luckily find some. You start a small fire and cook the food. She's on the lookout and seems like no one's here for miles. You hear her sniff the air and sigh.

"That smells good rookie. Hurry up and eat, we need rest for tomorrow." She says as she grabs her food and scarfs it down. You get nervous and scarf it too, almost choking but okay. She then deploys sleeping bags and stares at them for a few seconds and shivers.

"Rookie. We need to huddle up for warmth. It's surprisingly cold, and I'm not freezing to death out here, so get in your bag and move close." She says as she slips into her sleeping bag.