I'm gonna burn this mother fuckin' piece of shit hellhole down into a mother fuckin' pile of God damn fuckin' ash if it's the last fuckin' thing I God damn do.

As soon as I heal. Mother fuckers and fuckin' kids with katanas--

*rest trails off into a string of incomprehensible gibberish*

This looked like a good place for this, so here goes. Worth a shot, yeah? So far, I haven't seen any of these guys around here yet, but this place seems pretty big, maybe we're just missing each other by accident because of that. Anyone run into any of 'em? Here, maybe this'll help.

( Two sketches. )

So, see any of those guys, let me know, 'kay? Name's Ravi, I'm in M31.

Oh yeah, and are we in America?

Surprisingly enough, we all die in the end. So the bodies are above our heads.

That said, the dead do talk, and the man on the radio seems to be on our side. Interesting, don't you think? Finding him just might be the golden ticket everyone is searching, looking so hard for. The source of the radio broadcasts could be an exit.

Just a suggestion of where to direct the search party.

-ED