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The others, they’ve marked him.” In the depths of space, beyond the boundaries of the human imagination, floated a world shrouded in evil. In languages that none living now spoke, its name was Morganthus, and it had visitors. A starship had crash-landed amidst what must have been the scene of a large battle. In the distance, a towering pyramid raised by alien hands stood as a silent and enigmatic sentinel. The mangled, ruptured hulks of the other craft surrounded the newly-trapped vessel, which was unable to call for help. A six-man team had been dispatched to search inside the distant alien structure. Dameia was part of the squad exploring inside, the shoulder-mounted lights of her backpack shining through her long, curly blonde hair as she trailed behind the others. Her striking blue eyes kept darting between each of the other three members before her, as they maintained a distance from her greater than was strictly necessary. Their fifth had been left at the entrance to keep watch. No one questioned that the hulking warrior Quuhod could hold his own, though he had been badly shaken by the loss of his crystal throwing weapons. Yet that had not been the only loss inflicted by this horrible place. Dameia had witnessed for herself the death of their commander Ilvar, and now the brash Cabren had taken charge of their team. The corridors of this structure made no sense, twisting and turning unevenly as if it had been designed by a madman. Eventually, they had wandered into a small room with pillars of crystal pulsing with a dim green light that bathed the team in their strange glow. Alluma, their empath, was clinging to Cabren’s arm like a frightened child, her head resting on his shoulder. Dameia sorely missed the same intimacy she had with the commander insertions and had even considered the final member of their team, Balon, as a source of companionship in this dark place. However, she quickly dismissed such a notion, Balon despised her and was not shy to show it. He was a short man of slight build with close-cropped brown hair and was looking about the place with visible unease in contrast to Cabren’s calm, almost casual demeanor. In fact, the squad leader seemed almost too cool and teen collected, looking over the glowing pillars in a manner that was almost bored. Though, even Dameia had to admit Cabren was quite handsome, with his roguishly-styled wavy shoulder length black hair and a thick mustache atop his upper lip. With his rifle slung over one shoulder and Alluma gripped firmly by the hip he gave off the air the classic dashing hero. But then when he looked to Dameia for just a moment his smile turned sour and he looked away, continuing on towards the next corridor. Since Ilvar had perished it had seemed they all shared this animosity towards her, leaving her in a depressed isolation. “W-what are we even doing in this place?” Dameia asked timidly, just to break the bleak silence. “Did you not see all those bottle ships outside, Dameia? 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