"Back up! Hurry!" Casey was shaken out of his daydream when Alice hit the brakes on their scouting vehicle. She hadn't been the one calling out on the battalion's primary channel just now, though. Casey knew the voice; it was the gunner for the front-most scout. As...

One by one the 203rd's vehicles challenged steep inclines and narrow passages, each crew hoping in turn that their luck would get them through to the other side of the tunnel system. Ricard's ease was just beginning to return to him at the top of another incline when...

If the tankers of the 203rd were hoping to escape their inexplicable headaches and the natural unease they felt around the corrupted crystals, those hopes were dashed when they learned that the scouts had barely managed to clear the way for them. As above, so below....