- The Crosshair: Inside an unmarked treehouse on the other side of the mountain ridge.
Always used to come here and watch the birds. Listen to the wind in the chimes and the leaves. A quiet place where I could rest between deployments. Don't know who built it, but it's always been my little slice of heaven.
Then the world was set on fire. Haven't seen a bird in years to be honest.
Anyway, if you're like me, you might never want to leave this place. But don't forget that just 'cause the world is gone and needs fixin doesn't mean we can all just hide from our problems out in the woods. When you had a good rest, get back out there and help somebody.
And hey, maybe you'll spot a bird or two some day.