On Jon's base, the Gadriel's opened their eyes at around 8:00 a.m.
They were all disoriented. They were all in a single room, with bunker beds. Two people were sharing a bed. It was not spacious like Fortress Four where it was two people per bedroom. Or adults in single rooms and children in one bedroom.
There was no window in the room where they found themselves.
"Son, where are we?" Scott Gadriel asked Frank.
Frank slowly pulled his body up and observed the room. He hurried to the door and opened it. Everything outside was different!!
Many unfinished houses. A scarce population of men and women outside with hostile eyes. No familiar neighbors. No clean cemented or paved paths like those of Fortress Four.
No music. No cheer.
He grabbed a child that was running by by the hood of her green jacket. "Hey kid, where is this?"
"Home." The kid replied. She wrenched herself free and continued running.
