this is where we will play at

As the pair continues to the flames Ryan introduces himself and continues looking around for survivors or anything useful.

I'm Ryan. Have you seen anyone else? It looks like everything man-made was crushed into the ground. I was rushing between my car and apartment when it happened. Have you been seeing thing when that voice talks? I can't find the source and what does it mean about a "Dungeon"?

As they near the flames warmth and light Ryan looks for the source of the flames

"Name’s Cody," he said, rubbing his arms as he walked, shoulders hunched against the wind. "And I haven’t seen anything but flattened fucking buildings. No people, no cars—just a damn pancake city. Like someone stomped it all flat."

His eyes flicked back to the hovering text screen ahead. "Yeah, and that weird floating text crap. I don’t know, man… Feels like one of those messed-up video game dreams I had after pulling a double and doing a few rips."

He trudged beside Ryan, every few steps letting out a quiet curse or muttering under his breath. His diner uniform did nothing to stop the cold—thin fabric, greasy apron still hanging from his waist, and shoes already damp from the debris-littered street.