You are inside McEvoy Drive Railway Station. Its platforms are empty, its departure boards blank, all trains having left the city during the evacuation. The doors to the street have been left wide open.

A portable generator has been set up here. It is out of fuel, and connected to a powered-down radio transmitter. One of the platforms has been decorated with a cubist sculpture.

Somebody has spraypainted EXTINCTION onto the departures board.

There is a dead body here.