By the third checkpoint they knew what to expect from the Morlocks. Like the last two checkpoints, there were only two of them, this time a boy and a girl, both with heavily physical mutations. From what they had heard on the radio broadcasts, the Morlocks had once heavily favoured members with physical mutations, so that came as no surprise.

The girl, who was maybe around their age, led them to their hiding spot, a small cabin hidden amongst the abandoned buildings.

This time though, there were two other women there. They were clearly sisters – identical twins – tall, with blonde hair and ice blue eyes.

"Oh," said one of them.

"Hello," said the other.

She pulled him behind her. "Hi."

"This is Esme and Sophie," said the Morlock girl. She managed a weak smile and held her hand out to introduce them. Esme-or-Sophie took it with a smile that didn't touch her eyes.

"It's very nice to meet you. Why don't you sit down and eat?"

They sat, and she kept him close as the Morlocks offered food.

"Did Sage and her group make it through?" she asked the boy, who was crouched at the radio with knees that bent the wrong way.

"They left this morning," he replied.

"Friends of yours?" asked Sophie-or-Esme.

"No," she replied as he said "acquiantances."

"Oh," said one.

"Good," said the other.