Dormant

As You Try and Connect With Your Nanites, You Feel Profoundly Empty, Profoundly Deadened Inside, Like A Hollow Shell. You Hands Shake, You Breathing Becomes Inwardly Sharp and Short, and You Realise Something: You Don't Belong Here. "I'm Done." You Say As You Drop Your Communicator Into The Sand and Walk Away.......

You Walk and Walk For As Long As Your Legs Can Take You, With Every Step You Take Your Keenly Aware That You've Broken The Trust Of Your Fellow League Members, and You've Violated Their Ability To Trust You Specifically. Only Time Will Heal That Wound, and A Little Bit Of Hope. Perhaps Your Nanites Not Answering Was A Sign That You Crossed The Line In Your Lack Of Thought Or Care, Perhaps It Wasn't, Either Way, You Didn't Want Any Part Of It Unless You Had To.

After About A Mile Of Walking Your Ears Prick Up At The Sound Of Something, Hovering, Wind Flapping Against Something. "Kara." You Say Simply Before Walking On. You Don't Intend To Talk Or Stop But When Your Struck From Behind You Don't Resist, You Let Your Lights Fade, and Unconsciousness Consume You.................