Before she can question you more, the landline on her desk starts ringing. She picks it up and after a VERY short and tense conversation, she gives you approval to head towards that sub-district.
[CAPTAIN'S AUTHORITY] Seems like that trucker girl is good for some things after all.
You easily find a seat in the dead empty train cabin and, feeling a bit tired already, you drift off into a light slumber.
You're immediately woken up by a group of people violently tapping on the train window. You open your eyes to see a whole assorted group of people standing around on the platform of G-ALPHA-1's train station.
There has to at least be five different corporate groups working here: K-Corp workers in safety yellow and orange hazmat suits, S-Corp construction men in dull cherry red vests and gas masks, J-Corp police officers in their bright orange uniforms, R-Corp Rangers in some stereotypical cowboy uniforms and ponchos...
There's even some people in uniforms it takes a moment for you to recognize. There's about five to six weathered old men in white buttoned up shirts held up by black suspenders. O-Corp, you think. EVERYONE is wearing gas masks at the very least, you note.
They're all trying their best to repair the train station which is in some pretty heavy disrepair. Massive chunks of the structure have either been warped into awkward positions or are just gone outright.
[SEEKER OF THE CITY] Seems K and J-Corp called a truce to deal with this incident. You swore they were still trying to kill each other over the chemical weapon incident you caused a month ago.
"Miss, you can't be here." the K-Corp Hazmat Worker's voice is laced with static from his suit's voice filter. "You have to leave-"
"Wait." An officer approaches the train to get a better look at you. "She matches the description of what G-Corp Southern Rep said. Let her through."
"Fine. Put on some safety equipment at least, miss." You're now allowed to step out of your train.
You thank him for the advice and promptly equip the GAS MASK tucked away in your inventory. You carefully walk past the five corporate groups to see what the hell happened outside if the station looks like this.
https://youtu.be/vC9QLsyDsz8- - COLD RUINS THAT WERE ONCE YOUR HOME
[UNSTABLE RESOLVE] Oh. Oh fuck.
[PERSON OF INTEREST] This is their most vile trick, huh?
The place barely looks like what it was once even a day ago. Where there were once snow-covered buildings, roaring fires, and people of all strips wandering around and chattering with each other...is ruin. Most of the buildings around you have been caved in completely only to leave behind piles of rubble and barely held together support structures.
The streets themselves were hit even worse. Massive sink holes have formed in the ground that you'd estimate are at least five, maybe six, feet deep. The sidewalks have massive cracks running through them or are flatout gone, replaced with bare and frigid dirt.
