[ The cable leads you down a path through the ruins. ]

[ It's unnaturally quiet out here, save for the soft crunch of glass and gravel underfoot as you walk. ]

[ In the rubble you can see the remains of all sorts of things -- rusted, burned out cars, twisted metal signs, scraps of fabric. And bodies. So many bodies, all of them withered and mummified or reduced entirely to bones. None of them look recognizable. ]

[ As you walk, you start to hear a noise in the silence: the soft hiccuping of someone crying. ]