Alarms blared in the dark abyss of the crashed vessel, warnings of hull damage and the foreign terrain echoing in empty chambers. Were there any survivors? Who was even left? Where were they?

There was a cold hiss of air as a light flickered on and off, and the life support system struggled to remain functional as the resident AI bounced around FOF signal to FOF signal until she found one alive...

"Hey, hey!" Cortana called, sounding nervous as she yelled in the helmet. Why weren't they moving? Were they okay? The crash hadn't been that bad—right? "Hey, you there?" She prayed they were fine.