Thunderdale

Finn He still regretted fleeing to Thunderdale, of all places. The city was run by Cynic, and he knew fairly well that Cynic had its fair share of dealings with The Spill. The hacked TD at least gave him some ability to hide, but knowing The Spill, that wouldn't change a damn thing. They would still know where he was and would still be able to track every step he took. There were eyes everywhere, and that was especially true in Thunderdal...

Where did it go? The blond young woman looked around, glancing down each alley she and Maggie passed by as they walked. Well, Maggie more waddled than walked, trying to keep up with Omega’s naturally quick walking speed. Omega paused to let her catch up, shoving her hands into her denim jacket’s pockets. It was that time of year that things got cold, especially here in the underground city that was Thunderdale. Sure, some areas were warm, but overall, there ...

Omega stared at her smartphone, her chest tightening like a coil of steel cables. She swallowed, trying to return any form of moisture to her mouth that she could. How the frick did she even read this kind of map? Her phone, which definitely needed an update, had lost signal thanks to the high charge of electricity that abounded in Thunderdale. It was almost like static electricity constantly prickling at her skin, especially near the surface or near the exits t...