A larger school then the elementary only two blocks away from both the high and elementary contains the 'thrilled' kids of the Neward Middle. Careless ink spills litter the halls aswell as stained pale olive walls that seemed to once be blue. Water fountains filled with lukewarm fluid, some refuse to work even. Pooly funded most of the money travels to the elementary and the higher 'more important' schools. This school contains 559 students that are so eager to learn.

Set two blocks from Neward Middle and four blocks from Neward elementary, lies Neward High. The school itself is small, having to only educate about 1,113 students at a time. The walls are a bland "mature" cream hue while the floors consists of scuffed tile. Seemingly "bored" teens trudge through the halls or huddle in groups around lockers. Their voices fill the halls, and their laughter drown out the stern voices of teachers.

Many houses have been re-built, and some are still in the process of being built. The houses seem to have no "pattern" or "order". They are mainly just scattered everywhere, built where there was space. Most of the houses are plain, one story building with only three or four rooms. However, there are a few expensive houses with two-story houses and five to eight rooms. Then again, only twelve out of two hundered can afford a nice house. Many of the people are living in povery due to the lack of jobs in the tiny town.

The tracks worn and leads to nothing, since the city is in a gorge the tacks trails off to a broken end. The actual train is scattered in a heap of broken metal, some of the cars all in one piece but it's mostly filled with animals or insects. The homeless, addicts, and other low-lives hang here. At some points the smell of rotting 'human' carcasses lies in the ditches and scars that etches its way in the Earth. This is a bad area, beware of these parts.

Scraps of destroyed furniture, appliances, ruined cars, and trash litters this entire area. A barbed fence wraps around it to prevent intruders from entered, part of it is broken and allows entry. The place seems quiet and 'desolate' but it contains life hidden in the wreckage.