Re: Log 2-9
Everyone braces for impact. When it comes, you are slung toward the back, but everyone keeps their grips since the train is not going exceptionally fast. The rear of the train buckles slightly, and the front where you are holding on lifts off the tracks. Your body goes up and then slams back down as the train falls back, now derailed and at a complete stop.
As you start to brush yourselves off, you see movement. Two of the mutants from the top of the train were running back to the tunnel. As they run, a Sentinel spots them and descends to confront them. They don't stop. Instead, they launch themselves at the Sentinel and begin ripping it apart right before your eyes a couple hundred meters down the track. Then they leave the husk of metal and retreat into the distant tunnel.
The city around you is mostly rubble, a reminder of the human world when it once dominated. Before the machines. About a hundred meters to your left is an open area, perhaps once a baseball diamond, but now a dark mass of dirt and a broken chain link fence.
From the way your hair is standing on the back of your necks, you get the feeling you won't be alone for long.