"There's no reason to be rude!" says one of coastal rangers smiling.
"Seriously, when was the last time you got your uniform washed?" the soldier in front of him had been making fun of the horrible smell in the cramped corridors of the Andromeda, but no one is complaining since his jokes lifts the mood of the search patrol.
"It seems to be very empty so far", says the squad leader. "Hey, not even the things can stand your smell!" Everybody laughs.
The squad approaches the bridge.
"Bridge entrance ahead, sergeant."
"It's seems to be locked or stuck. Olumm, breach it!"
"Yes sergeant!"
Quite effortless the door opens and reveals a mess of loose things and, most likely resulting from the impact when the ship ran aground.
"Search for logs, maps, anything that might tell us what happened here!"
The group begins their search.

Meanwhile, the other patrol reaches the hangar storage. It too is a mess and the old aircrafts are tossed around like they were feathers. They, as well, try to find anything interesting to report.



The captain of the Deryjj decides to send a drone further inland to scout the terrain and try to locate other ships.