Dakota felt totally out of the loop. Seemed both Crom and Zhao were familiar with these dystopian tropes. Dakota did agree though, he really didn’t want to have to worry about zombies or anything like that. It was a bit weird that they had not come across anything showing signs of life. He knew they were a ways away from the heart of the city but still thought there might be some people here. LA was the second largest city in the United States. Where did millions of people go? “I’m hoping we can find some answers over there. I think it is odd though that it is so empty here. Zhao, how long have you been hiding out here? Not to be rude but your name also sounds foreign. Are you Chinese?” He was curious to see if this phenomenon was shuffling people all over earth. That could account for why a city like LA was emptied.

Dakota spotted in an overgrown brush a familiar sign. He sped up a bit and tried to climb the roots that covered the building. “Hey guys, it's Taco Bell. There might be something in here to eat? Worth checking out.” He struggled to get the foots to budge. “Fenix, why don’t you slip in and see if it’s worth us to check out” he nuzzled the beast’s cheek with his hand before the fox slipped inside. Dakota turned around and sat down. “I'm thinking maybe it’s the end of days? Maybe it’s like that show Lost. We’re all dead and this is our form of purgatory?”

He gave Fenix a moment before he opted to take control. “Alrighty, let me see what we’re working with…” Dakota’s eyes began to glow a pale white and blue color as his vision shifted to Fenix’s. Inside the building he saw a mess of plants but what was more important was a kitchen he found still fully stocked. The light faded and Fenix returned from the building, phasing right through the wall. “Score! Boys, looks like there is still some food in there plus some drinks. Let’s get these roots off and we can get in!”