In the Beginning...

Rhonda LeBeck read the reports again and again coming from the siesmograph, unable to make any sense of the strange readings she was getting at random times and random places all across Perfection Valley.

Rising from her sitting position, Rhonda stretches her back. Sitting hunched over a notebook reading the Siesmograph reading could be a total back killer.

Rhonda was dressed in a red t-shirt and khaki shorts with hiking boots and a hat on to keep the sun from her eyes.

The vast desert landscape of the valley appeared empty as she straitened and looked out over the hot baked dirt and desert plant life which seemed to be made up entirely of thorny plants of some kind or another. One thing was for certain, no one was around for miles.

Unbeknownst to her, she was not quite as alone as she suspected.