Keldon was walking down the hill his team had been dispatched to search, and there was still no signs of their missing colonists. Thankfully over the first three months on this new world, the colonists had managed to survive despite the crash and the vicious creatures that have been found on the planet’s surface. From the roaming giant wolves to the swooping dragons, they had run into many animals that seemed to have been pulled out of legend yet somehow existed on this planet. But despite the dangers from the local wildlife they had managed to form a foothold on the world. Crops were beginning to take root in the alien soil, and the remnants of the herds were already replenishing their numbers. And right when things were looking fantastic, three of the more reliable colonists just vanished, as if they had never existed.
Tarian had immediately ordered the search, but after a long week filled with searching that yielded no results, people were beginning to think that they had been caught by the local wildlife. But Keldon knew the search would continue for a little while longer, no one liked the idea of giving up, but they all knew they could only go on for so much longer. After all the search for raw materials to repair critical components of the ship, was still going on as well and proving just as fruitless.
Keldon pulled out his radio switching it to Tarian’s channel and punched in his code, “Tarian any word from the other search parties.”
“Not yet, Kel. And honestly, if we haven’t found anything by the end of the day…” Tarian’s voice dropped away unable to say the words he knew he needed to.
“I understand. I’ll report back about an hour or two before the sun sets.”
“Leave yourself plenty of time to get back Kel.”
“Always do Tarian. Kel out.” Finished checking in with his captain, Keldon switched back to his team’s channel to hear the tail end of a conversation.
“Who is this and what did you find?”
“Engrim sir. And I found something odd walking through the forest.”
With a sigh, Keldon brought his hand to his forehead to give it a rub before issuing an order. “Engrim avoids any and all local wildlife, that’s not the purpose of this search.”
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