[To Both] Beyond the fencing, which may or may not be electrified, the husk of an abandoned city: Decrepit skyscrapers reach jaggedly towards the sky, overgrown with lush plant life; the smaller buildings below them are even more infested with flora, almost like a jungle; crows flutter about from behind the architecture, flustered by something. You hear an almost inhuman howl-- or a screech?-- in the far distance, inside of the city. You feel a pang of dread thinking about what may lie inside of this city, and wether or not Jack will accept it.