Like shadowy nomads traversing the boundless desert, the group silently made their way out of the building with not as much as a single noise. Just like that time when they were sticking close to the building walls just to avoid the detection of the nearby humanoids, the group held their guards up as they paid close attention to their surroundings. It would be game over if a humanoid manages to catch them off guard so they didn't want that to happen. They were all sticking by the same mindset that they subconsciously held their breaths as Red slowly led them.
Just like the other places in the Outside, the surroundings were a mixture of destruction and rubble with buildings barely standing. Only a handful of buildings could be deemed inhabitable and the pavements were cracked and protruding in all different places. The group shuddered to think about how many times this place had survived Runners Survivors.
