Matthew and Slips had given them a frequency to contact other mutants allied with the mutants. Voices an conversations came over the radio at all imes of the day and night. Some were giving information, some were seeking it, others were trying to locate friends or family.

That was how they came across a familiar voice.

Sage.

"If anyone has heard news of four mutants by the codenames Polaris, Eclipse, Thunderbird and Dreamer, please put it on the contact."

She picked up the radio transmitter. "Good to hear you're okay."

"Same goes. We couldn't wait for you; they would have shot us at the checkpoint."

And in this world, it was every man, woman, child and teenager for themselves.

"What point are you at?"

"Just passed the second. You?"

"Came through the first three days ago."

"Drive safely."

"Yeah, you too."