When a raid goes bad

They're close, I can hear the footsteps all around me in this bitter blackens. How long has it been? Hours? Days? I can’t tell anymore. It was supposed to be a simple run, Open the gate move in toward the objective and recover the equipment. Better than anything we have ever dreamed of, or so we were told. Six of us in total; we should have known there was more to this than meets the eye when it took so much effort just to open the gate. We went in anyway, I regret that now. It was quiet at first, that’s when we noticed the bodies, bodies of other fallen guardians. By then it was too late. They were coming from all sides. We tried to take a defensive posture, Titans on the edges Hunters providing support and our Warlocks covering the gaps. It worked for a while, until we were low on ammo. I’ve never seen anything like it, they threw waves of fallen at us for no other purpose than to use up our ammo and scatter us. That’s when the real fight began. We were all spread apart when they showed up. One or two at first then it seemed like they were everywhere. They were nearly impossible to kill and we had nowhere to recover or regroup. It wasn’t long until one of us fell… After that we couldn’t hold them off. We made a break for the caves near by hoping to funnel them into the small opening and pick them off as they forced their way through. We failed. In the caves… why would we seek refuge in the dark? Our enemy is from the dark. We were worse off in there. Immediately we were hit from behind, deep in the caves. Lights were the first thing to go. That’s when the fear set in, Screams and Shouts, Panicked voices getting more distant as we fought against whatever we could see. Hesitant to shoot anything that moved for fear of it being a friend. Silence... That’s all there was for what seemed like an eternity. I no longer know where I am or where I’ve been. All that remains is this cave. I can’t tell if my Ghost is talking to me or if I’m losing my mind. What happened to everyone else? I don’t remember escaping or fighting my way through. Am I being followed? Watched? Are those footsteps real or just echoes of my own? I no longer feel, am I hurt, was I bleeding at one point? I think my leg is wet, or cold, I can’t tell. Everything is numb… …I think I have been here before. I can’t see anything to be sure but I fell over a body. It was a Guardian, I’m sure of that. I wish I could have seen who. I wanted to fire my weapon to make a moment of light but couldn’t risk being heard. How many of us were there? Who fell outside of the cave? Who is still alive? Or am I all that is Left? The darkness is getting to me, I thought I saw light earlier; I wasted a long time chasing phantom lights when I first realized I was alone. No more. It’s colder now, my leg is definitely wet. I can’t walk as long without a break. I am dying. Seems poetic though, a guardian of the light to die alone in the vast darkness of this cave. I should have stayed with the body I fell over before; to die amongst friends. I see light again, I might follow it this time. That’s what they used to say wasn’t it? Head towards the light… Maybe it’s good advice after all… IT’S REAL!! I know it this time. I am certain that this light is growing. My eyes burn more with each step. If I am to die I will do it in the light. I refuse to be taken by the darkness! I can make out shapes and colors again, I am on my way out for sure. I have been reluctant to look down for fear of the damage I might see. That’s when the pain will start again. I will not succumb to my pain and wounds until I see the sun again. Head towards the light… I thought I was lost to the darkness. I had to stumble my way out into the light, but I made it. Barely. I can no longer stand and the wound wasn’t in my leg, my side rather. Looking at the hole and the blood I don’t know how I am not dead already. It’s quiet here and I haven’t seen any signs of life at all. This isn’t where my team and I came in. This is somewhere completely new. Somewhere ancient. Guardians, I send this message as my last effort to be found. Band together work as a team and don’t let our mistakes become your future. There are a few of my clan left and can be found through the transmission system of X-box One under the call sign Ambient Disruption. IF you need a place of refuge or are simply looking for other Guardians to fight with I urge you to seek them out. Don’t wait until you are lost and consumed by the darkness like I was. http://www.bungie.net/en/Clan/177478