TankKit
You go up to the surface to find yourself inside a large warehouse, almost like a hanger. You can see the remainders of crates, and scattered electrical pieces across the floor. Dried pools of blood, accompanied by drag marks can be seen from your location. Getting a quick look around, it seems the elevator at this level is surrounded by thick steel and cement, forming a dome shaped bunker. Scratches off to your left make you immediately thankful that whoever made this made it rather durable. You notice spent shell casings, likely from some sort of pistol. At least one of the people here didn't go down without a fight, though with only bloody drag marks leading out of the agape hangar doors, you feel fairly sure their end was less than savory. Taking a quick peek out the hangar door, you see that the warehouse stands alone in an open field. A road runs north south disappearing out of view in both directions. A small parking lot sits next to the warehouse, mostly black SUVs, mostly smashed or flipped over. To the west, off in the distance, a faint glimmer of an ocean can be seen. To the east, a tree like about two or three miles off obscures your view.
GPeter
You go up to the computer and clear away a screen saver that says "Zero Industries." The computer seems as if it was booted up remotely only a few hours ago, and still seems to be compiling data. [8] Though, just looking at the number of error messages, you can tell that a lot of it is corrupted. [13] You manage to slowly track down a bit of relevant information from the chaotic data stream. "$%)@*# &he eclipse ended, however the unusual energy field remained. Low to moderate levels of M-radiation detected in various locations. Avoid repeated or prolonged exposure to the aurora. Mutations of class C have been documented in $^&# #&(!@#&...."