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Nobody’s home! Motioning for the rest of the control room to be quiet (and preemptively clasping your hand over Rodney’s mouth), you sit in utter silence as the monitors continue to spew white noise into the lab!
And you wait.
And wait.
And <span class="mu-i">wait</span>.
You’re just about to chalk it up to you hearing things when a female voice emerges from the crackling screens!
“-s is Amelia Choi aboard the United States Coast Guard Cutter ‘<span class="mu-i">Manta</span>’--we’re responding to your distress call and are moored on the Hauser Manor Docks, but with the storm picking up we can’t stay for long! Hank told us you’ve had casualties–please respond!”
As the words sink in you find your friends staring at you in too many ways–Pepper’s wide-eyes and frantic head-shaking tell you that she doesn’t buy Choi’s story, but coming from a girl that ran headfirst into an abandoned mine you’re not sure what to think…
Rodney, on the other hand, is already <span class="mu-i">BITING</span> your hand in an attempt to answer–you certainly wouldn’t mind getting <span class="mu-i">him</span> out of your hair, but the voice on the screen almost sounds familiar…
Then again, the girl sounds around your age, so that might be it. How old do Coast Guard people have to be anyways?
And then there’s Raj who just looks plain confused. Conflicted. Torn. You’ve been underground for a while with no calls on your <span class="mu-s">EARPIECE</span>--are you too deep for radio contact? What have you missed since you came down here?
“Does anyone copy!?”
What do? Doesn’t sound like they have much time!
>KEEP QUIET. AND KEEP EVERYONE ELSE QUIET TOO!
>HAVE SOMEONE ELSE ANSWER! (RAJ? PEPPER? RODNEY?)
>RESPOND! IF HANK GOT THROUGH…
>WRITE-IN!
