First Contact

Their walk in the tunnels has been as fruitful as the ones they did under the blizzard and weather. Nothing ventured, nothing gained. It has been two weeks already, after the first one they decided to make a map of the place.

They backtracked at least twice to check other routes they ignored, to see if they had something useful or anything that could be used to guide their way. Some doors were also found, but ignored by the same mentality as before.

There is no way to know if they will meet peaceful people, or a horde of experiments left by a crazy scientist slash vampire slash whatever. It has been tiring to go on without finding anything of substance to their journey or objective.

"Hey, you think if he blows a hole in the ceiling we can get back to the surface? This place is boring." Yraka whines, looking at the ceiling, contemplating what would be enough to drill from the underground to the surface.