[ Cain nods in agreement. The hair on the back of his neck is still raised, and he can't shake the feeling that someone's watching even though every room they've searched has been empty. It's only the glitching technology, that endless loop of Darma's message, the cold station itself... but no sign of what's happened. Nothing to give any hint as to why things are like this, why Darma sent that message.
It's eerie. ]
That there's no sign of anything wrong beyond the malfunctions, no sign of a struggle... That's almost more worrying than if we'd found bodies.
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[ Cain nods in agreement. The hair on the back of his neck is still raised, and he can't shake the feeling that someone's watching even though every room they've searched has been empty. It's only the glitching technology, that endless loop of Darma's message, the cold station itself... but no sign of what's happened. Nothing to give any hint as to why things are like this, why Darma sent that message.
It's eerie. ]
That there's no sign of anything wrong beyond the malfunctions, no sign of a struggle... That's almost more worrying than if we'd found bodies.