*Marcus awoke to pain. Unbridled pain from all over. He remembered the explosion as he was walking to the lab.  Well, more felt the explosion as he walked toward the side entrance. He looked around. About ten feet away he saw what was left of the door he had been intent on entering. This was not good, because depending on what happened, most, if not all of his team were gone. He stood shakily, aching all over, and brushed debris from himself. He looked toward the building rubble again and sighed. Too many unknown chemicals would be laying about, so salvage was not possible. He turned and looked to the forest that had made the lab into a secret paradise for experiments. The wildlife here was bound to be attracted to the noises soon.*<br/><br/>*First priority would be a search for shelter and survivors. He took a deep breath and exhaled. He set out. Walking around the perimeter, it wasn't long before he came across a set of footprints. Looked like a small animal type, but with a touch more length to them.* "<em>Anthro, not a surprise."</em>*He said out loud. The human scientists that were here had been mostly little blubbering amounts of physical weakness. The Anthros were hardy, human wit and animal advantages. Of course more of them would survive. He set out again until he found a set of shoe prints. It would be better to find himself in the company of another human first. He followed the direction of the shoe prints.*<br/><br/>*It wasn't long before he heard noises in the distance. Sounds of conversation. He tried to approach closer, silently. If he could get close enough, then maybe he could find out some info on who it was and see if it was one of the many scientists who thought he was an anthro sympathizer. Which was funny, because most of the anthros thought he was the worst among the humans, most simply for keeping them from killing the scientists. He shook his head and continued to creep ahead.*