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The twins escort Murphy to a derelict military base that looked to be in the process of being repaired. Mounted on the walls were several new blaster canons that looked menacingly out at any intruders. But in contrast this menacing scene were several children, the oldest being about ten, playing out in front with a woman watching them and holding a baby. Everyone had red hair. Different shades, but all red.

"We told our mom that you'd be coming," Trever said, hands in his pockets.

"Of course, dad may have already let her know before hand," Kale finished.