A ship lands on an old helipad and a huge mechanical man steps out, smoking a cigar. It is Python. His guns on his back, sword at his hip and revolver in hand. "Good to be back." He starts walking down the empty, destroyed street. He looks at his old sentry post and ashes the cigar. He thinks to himself... [i]What the hell? Where is everyone? I know this place got destroyed but Murph said he had a team and job here....[/i] He walks down the street, alone. Each step cracks the asphalt. He looks over at an overturned car that seems to have been there for a while. A skeleton lays inside it, motionless and a hole in it's skull. He investigates. Eventually, he gets up and continues walking down the street....