We were sure we could find the location without a map. We were wrong. Hopefully, we get lucky next time. Isaac is a mess. He's hungry AND thirsty. Ezekiel could use a bite. Or two. Or ten. Lime is still up and kicking. Wouldn't it be fantastic if we could just get out and leave? Walk the surface like we used to? Smell the fumes and pollution? Ah that's the scent of freedom we miss.
