Shoot. Crap. [ She could do that too, but. Same problem. She tips her head up to survey the skies, hoping that maybe they have a brief reprieve before more of those metal nightmares start falling again. She's got more in her bag of tricks, but her throat feels like it's coated with sand. ]
Maybe there's some containers in the pods? They can't have sent us down here without at least some supplies, right?
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Maybe there's some containers in the pods? They can't have sent us down here without at least some supplies, right?