The Circle Hunt, The Marshes
The General looked at his men as the fog swirled eerily around them. He had to force himself not to look at the crazy bubbles hitting the surface from where Will had gone under, his blood colouring that part of the sludge.
"Don't let them get away!" he said suddenly and harshly. "Move out! Get them!"
He quickened his pace to force them along. They were too lethargic, and that was not sitting well with him. Back on earth, they had completed assignments on all continents, from the deepest part of Asia to the belly of Africa. Sometimes injuries had been sustained, but casualties had always been zero for the last three years.
They were the best, and their reputation on earth was fearsome.
But here, on this godforsaken planet, they had already lost four, and
