"Riiight," Sam said, looking at Connor like he were crazy. He shook his head at the random logic Connor seemed to be using to justify carrying around a large length of rope. Glancing around at the city around them, something caught his eye. Off to the side, wedged between to massive buildings that Sam didn't recognize, stood a shack. There was no other way to describe it.

To say that it was out of place amongst the rest of the massive structures would be an understatement. Everything else in the city was not only big, but also impressive in its design while this tiny building looked like it'd been practically thrown together at the last minute.

"Ok, that's strange," he muttered aloud to himself.