The Bluffs
Overview
Coastal cliffs dropping hundreds of meters to cold Pacific water, the concrete remains of pre-Cascade military batteries embedded in the headlands like teeth in a jaw. The gun emplacements that once pointed seaward now house sensor arrays that point in every direction. Bunker complexes tunnel into the cliff face, their entrances sealed with blast doors that show no corrosion, suggesting maintenance by someone or something. The wind here is constant, salt-laden, and strong enough to ground small drones, which creates the Zone's only reliable surveillance gap — a narrow window during winter storms when the coastal sub-sectors go briefly unwatched. People have tried to exploit this window. The wreckage at the cliff bases suggests the window is narrower than they calculated.