"We're off to see the tower! The tower that's over there!" Ray sang and pointed at the tower as he marched over towards its direction. He then chuckled loudly at the lyrics he had spouted out of nowhere. He loved referencing things- even if he were in a situation like this. "Man, I feel like Dorthy in the wizard of Oz! Gavin you can be Toto and Michael you can be the... Witch or the Tinman," he said to his two comrades as they went on.

"God damnit Ray, I'm not heartless. At least make me the damn Lion!" Michael exclaimed at his friend's suggestion of him being a scrap of metal. "Anyways, we should be staying on topic since we're almost at the damn tower. We have to be alert if there's anything that's going to try and kill the shit out of us."

Continuing on, they were just in a clearing to where they saw the tower. Focusing more closely at the bottom of the tower, Michael saw that there was a figure, staring up at whatever it was looking at. "Hey look! There's someone over there!" He yelled at the others, running at the figure. The Puerto Rican ran too, though slower than the curly-haired man though, since he really didn't feel like running. "C'mon Vav," he called back towards the brit as he went.