CHAPTER 7:- INTRUSION

Jeremy lay sprawled on the floor, dead along with the S.A.M.T guards, their bodies a stark lifeless silhouettes in the dim light. Calon reached for his comm, his voice raising in a desperate plea. "Felicia! Axe ! Shadow tooth! Is anyone there? Respond!!" Only silence met his desperate calls. A voice calm and chilling devoid of emotion cut through the silence. It seemed to emanate from the very darkness itself, a voice as cold and terrifying as death itself. " There are no ears to hear your call low ranker." The words hung in the air , heavy with menace, freezing Calon in place. Terror, raw and primal, flooded him. He was completely alone, surrounded by the darkness with an unseen enemy, the cargo, the mission everything seemed pointless now. Survival was all that mattered.