I didn't press for details, as Christina clearly didn't want to remember the operation at the table. However, much conversation around the table revolved around lost relatives, flying triangular ships, and local politics. I was asked to share my vision of the future. What do I want to achieve? Where am I leading the squad? What awaits there? Which groups do I see as allies? I stood up and noticed that all the conversations around me had died down. Both my squad members and the locals were looking at me, afraid to miss a single word.
"What do I want to achieve? First and foremost, to survive. But not just survive, but to adapt and learn to live in a new, unfamiliar world, where open fields and windows lit at night have suddenly become deadly dangerous. A world where there are no more lives
