Past the dueling ring there rests a low, open area which has an old school bus smack down in the middle. Sky scraping and shaking buildings loom over it, assorted with old strings attached with ripped up clothing along the gaps, people obviously used to roll with the old fashioned way when it came to laundry. Trash flutters just about everywhere, and it's said the school bus used to hold kids of all ages and sizes. The bus itself is totally rusted and abandoned, but rumor has it a group of wolves lingers around here.

Surrounded by lanky brush, this wide, dry, and vast field is commonly visited by many strangers. It holds as a place to scavenge, but not in the way of searching for something dead. Fast food is found here, and not the kind found in a drive-through. Rabbits and other small creatures can be caught here, but there's not any big game. The wheat grass serves as both a friend and foe because it holds good cover for both predator and prey, yet commonly has rattlesnakes slithering about.