Raven was sitting in front of yet another piece of shitty last century equipment trying to make it work, when the door to the shop swung open and revealed Echo.
"Are you sick?" she demanded?
"What? No. Whats going on?"
Echo curtly handed her the guards card. "Get us out of here."
Raven could barely believe it. These cards were impossible to get.
"Whats going on here?"
Echo glared at her. "We don't have time for that. Give me something I can use as a weapon if we need it. I will stand guard. Let's get to the control room."
Grounder Echo was back. She had a purpose, somebody to protect, a mission.
Raven tossed her a re-worked piece of metal she had beaten down to resemble a knife. Raven limped down the hall and couldn't believe all the sick people she saw, bleeding from their eyes… and she made the connection.
"Grounders. Biological warfare.
Echo hurriedly looked down the next corridor.
"Looks that way. Let's get our of here and find our people."
Echo barged into the control room and found three men on the ground. One was still alive. The other two were dead from the virus. She tossed the living one into the hallway.
Raven was already bent over the computers, working out the system to break them free. If she remembered, the virus only had a hold for a few hours before people would start recovering. She had to get them out of here.