It had been hours since Nathan managed to get up and move away from the swamp. He thought it was a lake before whatever happened, happened. He had regained his ability to walk upright, he felt twigs growing inside his bones. There was something that was healing him from the inside, Venora's Vigilante.
Nathan's first thought was to find a way off Yellowstone, so he decided to walk back to the Roosevelt lodge and see if his ride was still there. He had to walk around the swamp, he didn't have any sort of idea as to the direction of the lodge. However an inner compass in his mind told him to head around the swamp, he unconsciously did so. The trees around were either in place or upside down, bodies constantly reminded him of the Green thunderclap that tore the skies earlier. There are too many bodies, he thought something was up. There were many bodies dressed in odd garments, even tourists didn't dress in such garments. They seemed like they were plucked from their countries and put on the trees. Put with extreme gore that is, between trees and rocks.
Nathan walked and looked around, there was an ephemeral feeling growing inside him as he touched a tree trunk or a shrub of berries. He could have sworn at times that the trees looked at him in hope, encourage him to get to the Roosevelt lodge and cause violence. He shook off the alien feelings and finally reached what looked like the lodge, it was completely devastated. He wanted to try and hurry towards the parking lot where his Limo would take him to the New World, but a cry nearby grabbed his senses.
Nathan walked to where Pierre's phony press conference was held before the earth shattered, there were bodies and some people looked like talking corpses. One corpse in particular grabbed Nathan's concern, it belonged to the behemoth associate of Mr.Athene.
Nathan approached carefully. He recognized the body as a living, barely holding and quite crushed Hector. "Are you alive?" Nathan tried to act cool, hiding away the twig that grew on his cheekbone.