The Awoken stared out at the misty, derelict landscape before him. He felt slightly nauseated and disorientated as he stared at his..... Ghost. It flicked and buzzed and with a robotic edge it spoke: "Come on, there isn't much time. The Fallen know we're here. As if by the mention of their species a weird roar sounded from beyond the wrecked cars and human skeletons that contributed to the waste that was Russia. "Quick hurry, I've searched for you for far too long, Guardian. I can't let you die now." With that the Ghost disappeared from sight and the Awoken felt a sense of dread as he sprinted across the decrypt bridge towards what seemed to be an old factory. It's door was rusted and cold as the Awoken shoved it open and rushed inside. It was no warmer inside and the Awoken shivered. The area before him was shrouded in darkness and inhuman clicks could be heard as the Awoken paced slowly into the shadows. "Quiet. Fallen thrive in the dark. We don't. I'll see what I can do but I have one of these military systems and a few centuries of entropy working against me." And so the identity of this strange structure was revealed and as the Ghost em enacted light the true Darkness was revealed to the "Guardian" as all of the terrors turned to attack, he picked up an old rifle and began to fight...