Inside the desolate Lornwood Base.
There were few people on the streets.
Some were searching through abandoned rooms for any remaining food or usable supplies.
Scavengers were plentiful, and brawls broke out constantly.
But there was no one left to keep order.
What they didn't know was that after today, Tomorrow Base would no longer be escorting anyone else out.
Inside a thoroughly ransacked administrative building, a man watched a nearby squabble, his expression filled with disgust.
"Miss Ziegler, it's getting late. We're heading back now. We're leaving tomorrow. Whether or not you join us is up to you; we don't mind either way."
Veronica Ziegler was sweating profusely as she dug through a pile of waste paper, with no energy to spare for the man's words.
Seeing this, Dylan Stone was about to turn and leave with his men.
Just then, several people walked in through the doorway.
