People often say that life is full of disappointments.
If Paige Summers hadn't believed it before, she certainly did now. Staring at a warehouse that was even cleaner and emptier than the world outside, she finally, truly understood the meaning of that phrase.
It was the deflating feeling of a powerful punch landing on a pillow, of all her hopes coming to nothing. Even someone as strong-willed as she was couldn't suppress the explosive urge to curse someone out. Even the consolation prizes—the experience gained and the few Crystal Cores they'd collected—did nothing to soothe her wounded spirit.
Overwhelmed by disappointment, she couldn't stop herself from blowing the head off a low-level Zombie that lunged at her...
Paige Summers glared resentfully at the headless corpse on the ground. 'So much for the High-level Zombie! So much for the Artifact Making materials! This is ridiculous! Does life have to be such a pain in the ass?'
