I've always wanted to write a story about discovering something shocking or of the fantastical, etc. So, I was thinking of something like this: SETTING Above ground: • Your average miserable urban city. • Dilapidated housing projects; the main industries of graft, theft and drug-peddling; the angry, violent, desperate residents. Below ground: if you follow that one strange staircase half-buried under a ruined, abandoned factory. • It’s tunnels and staircases and caverns and crap you wouldn’t believe. And no one else will believe you. • Because fifty feet past the carved stone threshold your phone stops working. • Go down the next set of stairs and your handgun misfires every time • and a little farther on, your flashlight just quits - break out the torches. And that’s when them gigantic rats jumped us. "But we showed them!” • Treasure (Gold, etc) • Medieval weapons, etc. (I think I just figured out how to get my medieval weapons in a modern world/setting!) • R.O.G.S's (Rodent's Of Gigantic Size) • B.O.G.S' (Bugs…) (maybe go with B.R.O.G.S. - Bugs and Rodents of Gigantic Size) • Other creatures? (Dinosaurs, dragons, ??) • Mutants? • Portals - go off into space, underwater (Blue Planet?) and perhaps connect other underground "facilities." ?? Or a medieval setting? Some people are getting super powers, etc. I thought the story might be DISCOVERING/FINDING all of this. Then the sad thought occurred to me. I'm not sure it is, or if it is then so what? Now What? I feel there needs to be more than to discover some weird stuff going on underground. It all of a sudden feels empty. I think I need to tie this into a larger plot, yes?