In Midtown Manhattan, Sarah, Ashley, Caleb and Mitchell are having a drink at the bar. Caleb is drinking his beer very quickly as everyone looks at him.
Mitchell: You may want to slow down on that, man.
Caleb stops drinking.
Caleb: Don't worry. I'm not drinking like this to get drunk. I'm drinking like this because I'm very worried....about those monsters you guys dug up.
Sarah: I'm sure they're fine, Caleb. If I know my husband, he's strong.
Ashley: Yeah, besides, he's got Shawn....James...Walter...and Cameron with him.
Mitchell: The kid? The one who almost blew off my head with that goddamned 12 gauge when we found him all scared and pissin his pants?
Ashley: Hey! He's gotten better! I was in his shoes once too, you know?
Caleb: Yeah....but you were trained by....Kyle....Walter....Billy...your brother....
a short pause.
Caleb: You know; uh....Billy was a damn fine story teller....he told stories that made you laugh....made you cry....miss that one eyed old man....Nathan....he was just a lost angry soul....I know he didn't mean to get Beth killed...but things happen for a reason...even when we don't want them to....
Sarah raises her glass.
Sarah: To my brother...to Billy...to Nora....Catherine...Beth...and the rest of the fallen.
Ashley: May their souls rest easy.
Cassandra run into the bar and over to the groups' table.
Mitchell: Ah, Cassandra, you're just in time for a dr-
Cassandra: Have you guys been near a radio?!
Sarah: No, why? Cassandra, what's wrong?!
Cassandra walks over to a radio and turns it on as the broadcaster speaks. Sarah, Ashley, Caleb and Mitchell walk over.
Ashley: Cassandra-
Cassandra: Shh..
Wasteland Broadcaster: I don't know what the hell's happening lately with the earthquakes and monsters, but we've got reports of a fourth city has been sunk.....I repeat, ladies and gentlemen, the entire city of Dallas, the home of the President of the Wasteland, has been completely sunk.
Caleb: Oh, god!
Wasteland Broadcaster: Casualties are coming in of men, women and kids in...I can't really get a view of what's happening or if anyone else survived.
Sarah: Kyle.....
Ashley: They'll make it.....Kyle will make it. (to Cassandra) James too...and Cameron...everyone's going to be okay.
In the Chrysler Tower, Maya is seen listening in on the report as Alexandria walks in.
Alexandria: Maya? What's wrong?
Sarah, Ashley, Mitchell and Cassandra walks in.
Cassandra: Mom!
Alexandria: What is it?
Cassandra: Dallas! It's been sunk by those monsters!
Maya: What?! Oh, my god...have you heard from James?
Cassandra: No, or Shawn...or Kyle...or Walter...I've been trying to get in contact with them, but I can't get any radio signals out from here. They're too far or too deep in the sinkhole!
Alexandria: What else have you heard?
Cassandra: they're saying there's lot of people dying.....Mom, we have to send someone to that town to help them.
a short pause.
Alexandria: No, we can't risk it.
Cassandra: Mom!
Maya: Mom, please. Kyle, Shawn, James, Walter...they have risked their lives for us.
Sarah: Alexandria, if you don't want to send Cassandra, you can send me...I'll go.
A short pause.
Alexandria: No....I'm sorry...I know why you want to go....why both of you want to go...because you both have men in that city you care for...it's James...I get it...but I'm not losing you for some boy.
Cassandra: Mom....I love him.
Alexandria approaches Cassandra.
Alexandria: You're twenty-one years old, Cassandra. What you know about love? I know you....you had your eyes on that boy the moment you saw him....then you lose your purity to him....and then you saw what happened; your brother and father died because of your selfish and whorish behavior.
Maya: Mom!
Alexandria: Maya....
Sarah: Whoa...guys...
Cassandra scoffs, before a short pause.
Alexandria: I'm sorry...I-I didn't mean to say that...I want to think more of yourself than bait when you're on these runs. I know you're worried about dying and life's too short....but die for something that matters not for something stupid, honey.
Cassandra: "Stupid"?
Cassandra scoffs.
Cassandra: I'm doing a whole lot better than you did. You know; I didn't steal James....and fucked his relationship with his brother...like you did with Dad and Uncle Zed.
Mitchell: Ladies, please...this isn't the ti-
Alexandria: No, no, no, Mitchell, let her go on. It doesn't look like she has any pride left to do so anyway.
Ashley: Guys, maybe this is a conversation we should have-
Cassandra: Me keeping a boyfriend for three years isn't my fault. It's hers. It's not my damn fault that she got pregnant at seventeen and she had to drop out of college just so she could help raise Blake, but yet, she's still trying to convince everyone that she's a good perfect fairytale mother....keeping her two girls alive. Maya's going to follow up behind you and be a little church girl....and if she's alive to be twenty five, she's going to marry a preacher. Blake was going to be a football player and a runner....he would've married Sarah, but she had the eye for Kyle....who at first, I did not trust because of his affiliation with Zeus Corps...same as Shawn...what do you want from me, Mom? To be miserable like you?! Funny thing about this shit is, maybe I would've been more of the woman you'd want me to be...but instead, you saw more in Blake...more than your own daughters.....more than Dad...Blake turned into one of those things...heartbroken and so focused on impressing you while Daddy died at least saving me!
Alexandria: Cassandra, if you're going to tell my story...then at least, get it right...yes, I have fucked up....many times before you were born...
Cassandra: Whatever you say, Mom...point is...I was desperate back then....I didn't loved James like I loved him now...he showed me....a better person...he showed me that I wasn't afraid...even after Uncle Zed, Blake and Daddy.....
Alexandria: Cassandra...you and Maya...you're all I have left...
Cassandra, angered, walks over to the bow and stack of arrows, before looking at Alexandria.
Cassandra: Fuck...You're not the leader you think you are to these people...You're not Dad...he should be here...he would've cared....By sundown, I'm going to Dallas.
Cassandra storms out with Alexandria saddened by the argument. Sarah, Ashley and Mitchell walk out.
Alexandria sighs.
Alexandria: Goddamn it...
Alexandria wipes away tears. In the sinkhole of Dallas, Kyle, Jake and Cameron emerge from the tunnel and look around ruins of Dallas.
Cameron: This is....this is horrible....oh, my god....
Jake: If these things sunk Baltimore, Minnesota, Chicago and now Dallas...then it looks like this thing is the cause...you think they're surrounding Midtown Manhattan too? That's probably how they were able to breach.
Kyle: Shit, you're right....they're digging holes around our own damn city.
Olden speaks from Kyles' radio.
Olden: Hello?!
Olden coughs.
Olden: Can anyone here me?! Hello?!
Kyle: Hello! Hello! This is Kyle Desipich! Can you hear me?!
The radio signal is too faint.
Kyle: Damn!
Jake: Sounded like Olden...
Kyle: yeah, I know...he is...
Jake: This is...madness.....
John: You think anyone's still alive?
Kyle: Probably.....hopefully Shawn and James....I don't know....but those things are all over the damn city....
Suddenly, a building falls into the sinkhole, causing an impact.
Kyle: Crap!
Jake: Damn it!
As the two continue through the ruins of Dallas, they hear gunshots up ahead. A Dallas survivor backs away and opens fire onto a creature on two legs controlled by a Condemned drone. The creature then attacks the survivor, ripping him into pieces.
Jake: What the hell is that?!
Kyle: Never seen anything like that before.
Kyle, Jake and Cameron shoot at the two-legged creature and the Condemned drone, hitting both of them and killing them.
Kyle: Fuck me.
Kyle, Jake and Cameron continue further down the sinkhole, where they encounter survivors fighting or being killed by the Condemned.
Dallas Survivor: Back there! Those things are slaughtering everyone back there!
Kyle: Go! Get out of here!
Jake: Get out! Get out of the fucking firing range!
Kyle, Jake and Cameron fight off the Condemned Drones with most of the survivors killed.
Kyle: This whole damn city is falling apart!
After the gunfight, Olden, coughing, speaks through Kyles' radio.
Olden: This is Olden! I'm hurt bad! I'm trapped in the Roosevelt Hotel. I'm trying to hold out, but these things keep approaching my position.
Kyle: Olden, this is Kyle! We made it back to the city! We're on our way!
Olden coughs.
Olden: Okay, son. I'm igniting a flare to my position.
Kyle: Okay, just hold your position!
Kyle turns to Jake and Cameron.
Kyle: guys, keep moving! Olden doesn't have much time!
Shawn speaks through Kyle's radio, while there is static.
Shawn: Kyle, this is Shawn! Those monsters have an ambush set up around Oldens' position! Don't go! It's a tr-
The radio connection is cut off.
Kyle: Shawn. do you read? Shawn?! Shawn?! Shit!
Jake: He's gotta be close to us if we're hearing him!
Kyle: Yeah, let's hope so.
As Kyle, Jake and Cameron move through the ruins of Dallas, across from their position, a eight legged titan bursts through the wall.
Kyle: Fuck!
Suddenly, the eight-legged titan retreats.
Jake: They got eight legged Titans, too?!
Kyle: Goddamn, man! How big is their army?!
Suddenly, a small army of Condemned drones and snipers emerge from the tunnel and opens fire, but after a short gunfight, the building the Condemned squad is in, collapses, killing the Condemned squad in the destruction.
Kyle: Olden's in the Roosevelt Building! Keep moving!
Kyle, Jake and Cameron enter the Roosevelt Building and begin searching, eventually finding Olden the hotel lobby, who has been impaled by a piece of debris.
Kyle: Shit...
Kyle, Jake and Cameron tend to the mortally wounded Olden.
Olden: Kyle...you made it.....I knew you would, son.
Kyle: Olden...
Jake: He's not going to make it with that shard, man...it's too close to his heart.
Kyle: He doesn't need to know that, Jake.
Olden coughs up blood.
Olden: Son....you have to find a way out...tell them....tell them...more are coming...this is just the beginning..
Cameron looks around the top lobby, where figures start moving.
Cameron: Uh, Kyle...
Olden: tell them...more are coming...this is just the beginning....of another war.
Olden is suddenly shot in the head, before Condemned Drones open fire and ambush the three.
Jake: Ambush!
Kyle, Jake and Cameron engage the Condemned ambushing the three survivors, eventually cornering the three into cover.
Cameron: They're closing in!
Jake: There's too many of em!
The gunfight apparently becomes bleak.
Jake: Kyle!
Cameron: Kyle! What are we going to do?! Kyle!
Kyle begins to talk into his radio.
Kyle: Can anyone hear me?! Mayday! Mayday! This is Kyle Desipich! We're in the Dallas sinkhole! Is there anyone still alive?! Mayday! Please! We need help!
A Condemned Drone gets a sight on Kyle and prepares to shoot but is suddenly shot in the head by an arrow. Shawn suddenly appears and equips his pistol, shooting most of the Condemned drones dead. Shawn then stabs a Condemned drone down with his blade, before equipping an explosive arrow and stabbing a Condemned drone in the back. Shawn then guns down the last Condemned drone, before the arrow on the other Condemned drone explodes, killing the other Condemned drones. Shawn then appears before Kyle, Jake and Cameron.
Shawn: You guys are some lucky motherfuckers!
Jake: Shawn!
Shawn laughs.
Shawn: Did you miss me? Hold up.
Shawn regroups with Kyle, Jake and Cameron in the lobby.
Shawn: Tried to tell you stay away from Olden's building...hate to say it, but the President was already dead. From the looks of it, sounds like shit got real for you.
Kyle: It did...thanks for the help, Shawn.
Kyle and Shawn shake hands.
Shawn: Where's Walter and Woody?
Kyle: Last time we saw them was on the surface....they were engaging Condemned forces....
Shawn: You don't know if they're alive?
Kyle: No....what about you? Where's the rest of the squad?
Shawn: Dead...cept for my brother and Tanner. We got separated during the sinking. Last message came from nearby.
Kyle: Looks like this has turned into a search and rescue....
Kyle turns to Shawn.
Kyle: You up for this, Shawn?
Shawn reloads his crossbow.
Shawn: Hell yeah....just like old times, right?
Kyle: Just like old times. Welcome back, wasteland brother....c'mon...last message came from up this way...towards that big tunnel.