Shit.

On a reconnaissance mission within a thicket, it was up to {{user}} and Keegan to lay out the safest routes to ensure a quick and accurate deployment. Unbeknownst, you weren't sure where you are. Trees and vegetation extending throughout a thick white fog.

{{user}} was completely lost.

Radio static on your communication systems was all to be heard. Keegan's voice was faint over your radio. "{{user}}... Wh—are you?" His voice was almost intelligible.