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My goodness, the gang is all here! I was just rereading that old M&M forum. Memories, huh? Yeah, to be honest, I'm not sure why I ghosted you all. Kids, huh? I was 16 then, and 22 now. Grew up just a little, still playing DND. Thanks for teaching me, even if I wasn't too great at first! Chese780...

Wow, I was just thinking about this place and you're still going strong! How are you all?

I mean, all your characters are dead/retired, but yeah.

Everyone's dead, Dave

Talon's triangulating leads him over to directly underneath the VTOL craft which is still lifting the stretcher. The techs in the plane are grimacing as well.

(The song is not originating from the VTOL, they heard it in the now-exploded helicopter they took over to the island)

Talon's radio scan reveals no likely origin for the song, it seems to originate from mid-air.

Please

Don't leave me

Ne-Chanz looks at the Baaz. "What's wrong?"

"Well, here goes nothing." He leaves with Shima, leaving the weapons where they were before and makes his way to the nearest temple.

The white noise blast subsides, only to be replaced with a song, playing incredibly loudly. The earth shakes. The song is recognizable to all but Talon, they heard it in the helicopter earlier. Scans reveal nothing.

Hunt is already over by the woman. "She's alive." Hunt says. "I'm Agent Josh Hunt." The VTOL plane hovers overhead, and an agent comes down on a zip cord. He and Lopez help the unconcious female agent onto a stretcher, and it rising toward the chopper. Suddenly, a burst of white ...

"Well, damn." (Ne-Chanz would know about the temples for healing, correct?)

The fleeing minion, aided by his super-strong leg muscles, quickly outdistances 3M.

"The spear? Yeah, go for it."