Deep in a forest, Axle is rummaging around what appears to be a wall or at least a support beam, from what Axle could make of it when he found it, he could assume it was a school, not by any means a large school, just a school house, and he only assumed that because he has had scavenging experience and he had found a book during a different session that matched the cover of one of the destroyed books he found here. He looked around for cloth perhaps he can add to his raggedy clothing but no such luck, he can only assume that this was abandoned before it was destroyed, he didn't even find remains, no bones, no dust, no decay from what he could smell, when he dug. Total bust, nothing useful Axle lets out a ragged sigh of depression straps up his scavenging back pack with today's haul, mostly scrap, but he can sell it to the metallurgist he usually sells to. He emerges from the forest, the town was no more then an hour away. The snow crunches under his feet with each step until he reaches the road. Then he makes his way to the town.