Board Thread:Fun and Games Forum/@comment-25175520-20150521200045/@comment-107.196.174.179-20150603211724

The shaft went down seemingly endlessly, the guardians decending toward the old command bunker below at a slow and careful pace. When they finally reached the bottom, they were greeted not by ilumination strips or storms waiting in ambush, but by pitch black silence. When the last of them stepped into the hallway, they all spun around in surprise as a set of meter thick blast doors slammed shut behind them, locking with an ominous click. Their ghosts quickly accertained that not only was the door's override console torn away and both physically and digitally cauterized, but the bunker's shielding was also blocking any and all long range communication/disruption. Ahead, the shadows held the smell of death.