"We found it a few months ago," Sam said with a bit of a shrug. "It was completely abandoned. So some people decided to move in. Some of us decided to stay here. Just a matter of personal opinion. Near as I can tell, the second village was being prepped for when this clown rodeo of an experiment failed. We think we're the sixth try at...whatever the fuck it is they're doing here."

Theories abounded. No hard evidence. The mind could conjure up terrors. Especially Sam's mind. Which made it all the more critical that she take everything with a grain.

Or the whole fucking salt shaker.

"You come up through the fountain or the tubes?"