Genosha
The transmission was faint, and scratchy, but clear enough for Raven to toss the damn radio across the room with a growl of frustration. It wasn't that she was that upset that the rest of the world would have the cure. The mutants needed saving, and there were a few other...notable exceptions. But all that infuriating voice managed to do was remind Mystique of everything that had been taken from them in such a short span of time.