Raven knew exactly what she was doing in this town. She thought she did. Small towns that didn't appear on most maps were something of a safehaven for someone like her. A mutant who was proud of her mutation, but also one of the most wanted criminals in the world. Even if she stood by the idea of going around in her true form, there were reasons why it was nearly impossible to do so without being apprehended.

She'd driven until she swore she'd fallen asleep at the wheel, and ended up in this town, engine stalled, and out of gas in the middle of what appeared to be an abandoned town. Raven shifted back to her natural form, putting guns into their holsters before leaving the vehicle behind to wander through the town.

She ventured into a building and down a hallway, half looking for anyone, and half curious to see what the deal was with this place. It was like the usual eeriness of an abandoned town, but cranked up to max level creepy. Answers couldn't hurt. She smells Logan before she sees him. It doesn't take advance sense of smell to identify the lingering smell of beer and cheap cigars.

"Well, well, well. Look what we have here." She laughed, lingering in the doorway with arms folded over her chest. "What's that? More importantly, what the hell is this place?"