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(Life of Brian reference spotted!)

Chorrin pulled his cloak around him. Even with the survival gear Hunters were equipped with, it was cold in these tunnels. Almost unnaturally cold. His Ghost shone light into the darkness, as did all the other present Ghosts, but even then it was hard to see where they were going in the dark, winding tunnel system.

After a while, the team was fairly deep underground. Suddenly, a scrambled comm signal came in, almost impossible to decipher due to all the white noise. "Guar... Osing signa... Ello?" Then, the signal was gone.

"Guardians, I am losing signal. What's happening? Hello?" The only answer Orkrim got was static. He tried again, to no avail. "Shit, shit, shit... Ghost, can you track what's disrupting the signal?" The Ghost materialised after a moment. "Sorry, I can't find it," it said. "Maybe they're just too far underground." "I doubt that. It went way too sudden," Orkrim said, while desperately trying to regain contact with the Fireteam.