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| >A suburban residential area mere hours ago, now multiple enormous craters are all that remains of Cathedral-3 9th street. Mutilated bodies, blood, ruined communication systems and exposed, wrecked sewer tunnels and intersections can be found as far as the eye can see.
>Some of the exposed communication and sewer tunnels seem to remain relatively intact, however, albeit incredibly dangerous for a careless explorer.
>A VTOL transport approaches one such tunnel, for reasons unknown.

| "Alright people, let's go get shit done. Cain's already got her hands full."
>Lead says as he hops of the transport, as do the rest of his team.
"Once we go down there, we might not have any Comms to the rest of the world, so nothing stupid."
>The team begins setting up rappels to gown in to the sewers.

| >It is quite difficult to find a piece of terrain suitable or durable enough to fix rapples correctly. Even the ground itself doesn't seem very stable, making cave-ins a looming danger.
>Despite the team, after some search or through their inventive thinking, manages to fix the rapples after all, it doesn't look like they should be blindly trusted.

| "Alright. We go at 2 people at one time. Once you get down there, set up an anchor point, and message us."
"Wilco."
>Lane and Marlowe go down the rappel, while Evie and Lead watch over the anchors.

| >Both troopers successefully make their way down the entrance, landing in what appears to be a tonnels intersection of sorts.
>However, mid-way, Marlowe's rapple anchor gives in, and the trooper lands involuntarely, getting a minor bruise and having *his compass smashed* upon contact with the ground.
>It is complete darkness in all directions. Not having any way of establishing their directions underground, both troopers can barely see only two tonnels available for passage.

| "Goddamn it. I landed on my compass..."
>Marlowe complains, but begins to set up anchors on the ground, alongside Lane. Once they finish, the give the rope a good tug, to make sure it holds, and to message the group above.

| >Saying that was one hell of a tug would be saying nothing. Yet the rope takes it like a champ, holding its own better than Cadia ever did.

| "Alright, Alright, we are coming down!"
>Lead and Evie make their way down to the rest of the squad, regrouping and preparing to go in to the darkness.

| >Now that the team has some working navigation devices, it becomes way easier to establish a sense of direction down in the tunnels.
>Out of the four tunnels available in the intersection, only two are still passable — the north and east ones. While there is a small circle of light from the hole in the ceiling, it is impossible to see further down the tunnels.

| "Alright people, east we go. Weapons-free. Lane, prepare the Flares and phosphorus."
>The group turns their torches on, and prepare their weapons, while only Evie gives a curious glance down the North tunnel with her torch.

| >Now that there is light, it's obvious that east tunnel is actually unpassable as well. Large piece of tectonic stability plate pierces the tunnel deeper inside, blocking the way.
>North tunnel, on the other hand, is relatively clean of rubble. It is difficult to measure its exact length, as torches only light up so much of it.

| "Lead, I don't think this is the way."
>Marlowe pints his torch towards the rubble.
"Thank you, Captain obvious. Lane, get a flare down that tunnel, see if it's clear."
>Lane loads one up in to her grenade launcher, and fires it, lighting the tunnel.

| >With a loud 'PLUMP', that *echoes throughout the tunnels* flare flies in arc, and lands further ahead. It rolls on the floor for a couple seconds before... vanishing.
>While it looks like the tunnel continues even further, there also appears to be a large hole in the floor. It is rather difficult to measure its size from this distance.

| "Right. Everyone, slow movements, check your footing. That might not be the only pot hole round here. Shit's worse than russian roads."
>Lead jokes, as the rest of the squad makes their way through the tunnel. Lane drops behind a LED flare every once in a while, to have a breadcrumb trail out of here.

| >And indeed there are many more pot holes, albeit not big enough for a human to fall through them. Carefully checking their surroundings, team reaches an edge of a large hole in the floor, that blocks pass through the tunnel. Lane throws *1* LED flare, as there doesn't seem to be a need for more.
>Couple dozen meters down the hole previously shot flare can be seen, lying lonely on what appears to be another tunnel floor.
>Hole itself looks like you could *barely* make a jump across

| "Hmm..."
>Lane thinks. Which is never a good thing. Lucky, Lead interrupts her train of thought.
"Same as always, 2 by 2."
>They set up and check the rappel anchors before doing the rappel.

| >This time various pipes, *plot* holes, and rubble allow a person inventive enough to fix rappel anchors in a way, that allows for a safe travel down. Which the team promptly does.

| "Huh. That was easy."
>Evie comments, with suspicion in her voice, while lane sets down another led flare to replace the traditional one, throwing it down the tunnel again.

| >Flare flies down and lands on the floor near almost faded traditional flare, *with a tink*. Nothing else happens.

| "And here I was expecting things to shoot at."
>Lane eases her finger on her GL, while Lead give her a smack on the back of the head.
"Come on, no time to fuck about."
>The team pushes forward.

| >The team continues forward, going down the *east* side of the new tunnel they found themselves in. By the time they reach next 'Y' intersection Lane threw *3* LED flares while they walked, as they kept going for awhile.
>As the team looks around, deciding what to do, they realise that only three of them stand at the intersection. Evie is gone.

| "Wha. Shit! Backs to each other, flare's out!"
>Flares fly in both directions, as the team goes in to full alert. Their best tracker and stealth, gone? The team waits to see until the flares stop moving to decide.
"..."

| >Flares fly in both tunnels of the intersection, accompanied by the shout, creating *a whole lot of noise*.
>Right, north-eastern tunnel of the intersection is ruined, while left, south-eastern tunnel keeps going further, making a sharp turn couple dozen meters away from.the intersection.
>To the west where the team came from only *two* LED flares can be seen, despite the fact *three* were thrown. Evie's weapon lies couple meters away from the further one.

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| >The team decides to go west and retrieve Evie's weapon, and investigate.

>Meanwhile, Evie makes an attempt to resist her captors, and attempts to shout.

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