Following the main road allowed Uriel to not get lost in the darkness, but the road was filled with temptations for an archaeologist like him. There were so many interesting sights, historic places and even the regular buildings held a certain cultural value for someone raised in a megacity like himself.
It got to the point where curiosity got the best of him and he couldn't help but break up into a house with the excuse of looking for supplies. Inwardly, though, he knew all he wanted was see how did the people of Rapa Nui lived.
At first, everything seemed normal, but upon closer inspection he realized something was wrong. It wasn't what he saw, but what he was able to smell what hinted him. There were no packaged meals, synthetic food and all the waste in the trash was organic which made the whole place reek like a composter.
