American descent. She was young, maybe my age, and gorgorus. She was slim, also like me, yet muscled. Her butt was easily defined from the pants she was wearing. I couldn't help but notice. She turned around and looked me in the eye. I swear my heart stopped for a second before she rolled her eyes and paid attention to her drink. An amused Snake-eye guided me onwards, past the shaft of light, and into a doorway. This new room was brighter than the Medic Area. Yellow buttons