Seatkeepers: a cult comprised mainly of those whose minds broke soon after the establishment of the new order. They scavenge San Diego buildings and the convention center’s floors with their Half Life promotional crowbars, prying up floor panels and taking them to their barricaded headquarters. They will kill each other to ascend to a chair closer to the front of the room where the stolen tiles are stacked, each golem-like assemblage of flooring placed in a chair at a dais behind a microphone. Ritually, one will come forward to ask a garbled question of the stacks, going into a berserker rage when no answer is rendered. Their vacated seats are soon filled.