<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/76OhMjp.jpg)<div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;">Orange Team</span></span></div></div><br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">NAME:</span></strong>Samantha Adams (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=329085.msg15726713#msg15726713)<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">RACE:</span></strong>Human<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">OCCUPATION:</span></strong>Doctor<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">DATE:</span></strong>20th December, 2174 CE<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">WEARING:</span></strong>Pictured, with medical bag<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">LOCATION:</span></strong>Landing Zone<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">CONTENT:</span></strong>So much green.<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">TAG:</span></strong>Orange Team<br/><br/><br/><br/><div align="center"> ___________________________________________________________</div><div align="center"> ___________________________________________________________</div><br/><br/>There was nothing to look at in this putrid environment, just looming shadows that never came into focus. Occasionally, Samantha would find herself trying to find familiar patterns in the haze, but what might have been a deformed bear was actually nothing more than a bush sitting on a rock. Even the passage of time felt off, lethargic and slow so that her eyes would frequently travel to the digital readout of Citadel time. Just a little past fifteen minutes, and not an hour like she might have guessed.<br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: courier;">“I’m finding my fascination with this place dwindling,”</span>she spoke to no one in particular, using their team’s com channel to voice her opinion. Occasionally, she would take a reading with her omni-tool, scanning the air, a plant, even digging up a soil sample for the researchers on the Kalanhai. Whenever she paused, it wasn’t for long, and she never strayed from their path or dared to edge too close to that deadly river to their right.<br/><br/>Sam was just coming to a stand when she noticed Namir looking upward. His shoulders were a little too tense to suggest it was a casual thing to do. But when she looked upward herself, the skin at the back of her neck began to crawl as she watched something large and unfamiliar move overhead. It was gone so fast she could hardly make out what had happened; had it dropped down like a spider on its silk rope? Or had it swooped through the sky? Her heart rate elevated, registering on the readout in the lower corner of her visor.<br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: courier;">“What the <em>hell</em> was that?”</span>Had Namir seen it too? The doctor stepped in closer to the biotic, feeling her heart hammering beneath her tongue as she reached out and pressed her hand against his arm to settle herself. Touch helped, she could lie to herself and say that it gave her courage when really she just didn’t fancy the idea of being suddenly left behind. The fog was becoming far more oppressive than ever before.<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: courier;">“In the sky, did anyone else see that?”</span><br/>