The rest of the journey to Murk Point was uneventful. They passed two other caravans along the way, and Zach did a little business with their owners. However, they had nothing of interest to Jason himself, so he was unable to take advantage of this rare occasion. Jason sighed as the morning light broke on the horizon.
The light illuminated a bunch of rusty buildings. Jason was reluctant to call it a town, as it looked nothing like Highrise! The people in Murk Point up ahead were not living in Old World buildings. No. They were living in literal shacks made from any junk that they could find! Jason could not help but gasp as from his angle he could see that the 'town' was built on an overhanging cliff! Although that was disturbing on its own, it was what lay beneath the overhang that made Jason feel breathless.
