THREE WEEKS LATER
For the first time since their arrival, it rained in the south, a heavy downpour causing a loud patter that echoed across the void land. The occasional lightning strike, coupled with ground-shaking thunder roars, was enough to scare the homogenous creatures into hiding.
Amidst the heavy deluge, two academics in red and black uniforms threaded their way to shelter. Carried over their shoulders was a large piece of a creature, its area of mutilation oozing purple liquid.
Their boots plunged into the now muddy ground as they put one foot after the other, moving as quickly as they could.
The two academics made their way into the cave, rolling the rock shut as briskly as possible. A loud thud could be heard as they dropped the load off their shoulders and onto the ground.
Abby and Box revealed their faces from the hoods of their sweatshirts, their hair wet. They looked tired.
