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Cattirian Wasteland, Caloy Yellow Zone (Area of moderate radiation/destruction)

A Terran Dominion drop pod arrived near the irritated, glassed remains of former Caloy. Radioactive materials, still lingering in the air, mutated many plants and species, turning them into unrecognizable husks. As the drop pod touched down, the green glow of radioactive elements made itself present throughout the ruins of the city.

2 Scout Sniper squadrons and 1 Ghost Team, equipped with radiation suits, set out to find one of the Terran Dominion vaults. Leading the search was the renowned ghost, Mitchell Faymann. He slowly led the team through the tainted, poisoned earth, towards the vault.

The vaults were another thing to mention. They have been occupied for the Terran Dominion in order to analyse the effects of the radioactive and biological aftereffects, but overtime, one after the other, they lost contact with the main command center in Korhal. Only 3 of these vaults were known to still have people inside them, evidenced by the occasional biological scans detecting scientists and others.

Terran Dominion Analysis Lab_3

It was the first "vault" to lose contact with the Terran Dominion mainland, and the first to stop sending out interment scans to the command center. Already, looking at the frontal door, there was already something wrong; the door, after being opened, instantly detached from it's security hinge, and popped out of the vault...a clear sign of tampering.

"Alright, be on the lookout. There might be hostile contac-" he began, before one of the scouts that forayed in front of him collapsed. He, as well as the entire team, rushed in to help.

The instant he stepped foot he felt a stinging sensation in the air. In front of him, the unfortunate scout died; several biological spikes penetrated his neck, and then subsequently hit his brain. This was already enough to prove that something was amiss.

"Turn on the lights. Hostiles could be anywhere."

Faymann activated his flashlight.

''Something is definitely not right. I have a bad feeling about this.''

Suddenly, the lights flickered on, in order to see the walls busheling with infestation. Hundreds of large, mutated bugs crawled out of their holes, and started spewing out spikes at the ghost team, mauling another scout-sniper. As Faymann fired at the troops, he noticed that the scout sniper's body started to literally disintegrate into rotten tissue and organs. It was a grotesque display!

"Crap! What the hell? They are all surrounding our troops! Call for immediate assistance, we need he-"

A needle hit Faymann's brain, and he fell over, dead. Soon, his corpse shared the same fate.

As the Terran Dominion comms slowly faded into nothingness, they heard screams of agony, and despair on the troops. Oh, they rotted. They rotted!

Shouting.

Screaming.

Silence.

OOC: To be continued.