Shadow Company was on a mission, having decided to set up camp for the time being... as they were horrifically lost. Fog covered the entire area, it had been a miracle that they were able to start a fire at all in the makeshift pit they had put together in the middle of camp with how damp some of the bark and the ground was, a suffocating darkness having settled in the treeline surrounding them. The GPS didn't work, the radios only produced static, there was no form of signal, even the compasses didn't seem to work right as the pointers slowly spinned around instead of pointing north, they had lost their paper map to a brief rain and strong wind, the fog and dark too thick to see stars. They were stranded. Most had settled in their tents for the night. Phil was sitting outside the tent he shared with his second in command, on a small camping chair eating his dinner. They had managed to forage a decent bit before the darkness settled so they had been able to cook a fairly decent meal for everyone, deciding to try and save up the MREs as there's no telling how long they'll be out here. "We got ourselves into a right mess." Phil drawls to himself mostly.