Thoren
By the time the first update came through, I was already moving again, not because I expected answers to come faster that way, but because standing still created space for questions I did not have time to entertain. Every second that passed without clarity narrowed the margin we had left, and I was not willing to spend any of them waiting.
“Sir.”
I turned as the technician approached, holding a tablet out toward me. His posture was composed, but there was a tension in his expression that told me he already understood the limitations of what he was about to show me.
“We’ve got a last known signal.”
I took the tablet from him and studied the screen.
A single marker pulsed against the map, fixed just beyond the northern pack house, precisely where we had shifted the night before.
