At the underground base, Damien was beginning to feel impatient.
"Why is everyone so useless? You still haven't heard back from Dillon?"
Tristan shook his head, "No, there have been no communications with him or his team since he left".
"Useless!", yelled Damien.
He couldn't believe that Julian still wasn't found after all of this time.
"He's right under our noses and we can't find him. How much longer am I supposed to stay here? I feel like I've lived half my life in this underground cave."
Tristan opened his notebook and glanced down at the list of all recent updates.
"Maybe he died? Outside right now is a major heat storm. Water reserves and plants are dying. A few of our own teams on the outside were reported to have died of heatstroke and dehydration."
Damien sat quietly but his face said that he was still angry.
"A heat storm, huh. How are they reacting to it?", he asked curiously.