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Nickel had obviously kept to herself for most of the trip since leaving a week ago. Being approached during that tiem, she only replied simply or completely ignored anything she was asked. It was mostly due to a conbinationj of awkwardness, shyness, and her intellect that she was terrible at communicating with people. Leave it to the imagination at how terrible she is.

She loooked out at the Salts, Different ideas forming in her head as to what could have possibly happened to the city that was supposed to be here. Could have been any number of things: Aliens could have vaporized the whole city and created this Salt Plaine for some kind of salt harvesting. Or a tornado came through and carried the entire city far away. They could have also up and moved the town somewhere else and elft nothing behind. Other far--out and weird ideas kept popping into her mind, but nothing really struck her as what could ahve actually happened.

"W-well. Maybe the town just umm....packed up all of their things and moved somwhere else?"