You venture into the depths of the abandoned city.
As you walk into the lush streets, squeals and barks of mutated organisms ring out around you, flustering a murder of ravens over head. You look around, and manage to see brief glimpses of naked grey skin skitter behind buildings and cars. Mutants.
In the distance, you see a street almost engulfed by a thick curtain of grey smoke, almost hovering flat like fog.
You use your Grappling Hand to quickly scale the building.
You approach the smoke-filled street and look down at it.
An Overwatch gunship lies in a heap of twisted and broken metal, its turrets disheveled and loosened; its windshield shattered, its wings snapped and torn. This must be the source of the smoke.
Inside the smoke, a few feet away from the crashed gunship, a humanoid figure is crouched over some sort of corpse, seeming to feast on it. The smoke makes the scene unclear.
There is no cargo bay, unfortunately, since it is a gunship. You do find a lot of 20mm rounds scattered on the floor, though. They must have come out of the turrets.
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