Our first stop was near an abandoned gas station, so it carried an assortment of packaged snacks. Chips, cheap candies sand pastries, and the like.

[Does any of that make sense to Zero? He watches, trying to gauge a reaction.]

Further in, we found trees with other meals ensnared in moss, vines, and in the grasp of Husks. They were bait, however, and those who ventured too close to the trees would find themselves ensnared by vines before too long. Oddly, even meals like frozen pizza remained unscathed by the passage of time.