[PQ+] cannot stare at our wounds forever

You've survived. Let us measure your success in terms of lives not lost, and in fact, lives have been gained. The unicorns follow, though once they reach the relative-modernity of the grounds, they flee into the surrounding woods. Their panic and distress is palpable. Best give them a few days to settle into their new surroundings.

You've learned that there does in fact seem to be something beyond the electrical storms: where else would the unicorns have come from? Though you're no closer to figuring out how to reach it. A massive line of lightning rods? A tunnel-system beneath? A hoard of lightning users? Some other ingenious scheme?

That is up to you.

~FIN