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Issue #1'd been them and their leader Hildur finding the body in Australia's Gibson Desert.
They'd made camp outside a cave that was clearly a mouth on a face - Hildur, driven by her own motivations, apparently entered on her own in the night.
The next morning, her three subordinates in the Scientific Institute for Nascent Ecology and Worlds - Zara the Geologist, Abby the Surveyor, and Selva the Entomologist - plus her dog Galko went in after her.

What was up there was superseded in Zara's perception by her understanding of the rumbling: ' Cave in. '
She ran back to Abby and Selva.

" Come on! "

They crawled through the tightness, coming out somewhere Selva noticed " carrion beetles " on the fleshy walls.
" .. what kinda cave decomposes? "

Selva nursed her thumb: " The hell did ya learn that? "
" Military. "
Abby offered a theory: " Perhaps we're inside a massive whalefall.. "

(The orifice with the hairs behind them is the opening of an ear canal.
The wind's the sandstorm from the end of #1.)
Inward they went, Zara thinking about her past service.

Kneeling in the oil spill around Louisiana, she'd seen a fish.

' There's nothing wrong with admitting it.
' There's nothing wrong with me. '
Zara led them on into a space that felt like the inside of " a.. skull " to her.
" The ground feels-

" Hildur? "
It wasn't her.
" Damn. He looks ancient. "

In camp, Zara secretly examined a journal found amongst the climber's effects.

She read an entry of Harold Crichton's.

' This is why they want me to sabotage everything. '

' Nobody will question a lone survivor. '
Before she could dispose of the others, ominous rumbling came again.
She had a chance to be a lone survivor, and she didn't take it:

They followed her up - the question of why she so quickly responded to the rumbling deflected.
Down the spine, Abby lagged behind.

" There's a clearing up ahead. " Selva noticed. " It looks safe! "
(Galko's in her arms.)
Zara grabbed Abby and joined Selva there.

(Pagecount's 8 and a little more than a half of 26 from July 2024's Into the Unbeing: Part One #2.
Writing's Zac Thompson, art's Hayden Sherman, and letters're Jim Campbell.
Publisher's Dark Horse.)
They'd made camp outside a cave that was clearly a mouth on a face - Hildur, driven by her own motivations, apparently entered on her own in the night.
The next morning, her three subordinates in the Scientific Institute for Nascent Ecology and Worlds - Zara the Geologist, Abby the Surveyor, and Selva the Entomologist - plus her dog Galko went in after her.

What was up there was superseded in Zara's perception by her understanding of the rumbling: ' Cave in. '
She ran back to Abby and Selva.

" Come on! "

They crawled through the tightness, coming out somewhere Selva noticed " carrion beetles " on the fleshy walls.
" .. what kinda cave decomposes? "

Selva nursed her thumb: " The hell did ya learn that? "
" Military. "
Abby offered a theory: " Perhaps we're inside a massive whalefall.. "

(The orifice with the hairs behind them is the opening of an ear canal.
The wind's the sandstorm from the end of #1.)
Inward they went, Zara thinking about her past service.

Kneeling in the oil spill around Louisiana, she'd seen a fish.

' There's nothing wrong with admitting it.
' There's nothing wrong with me. '
Zara led them on into a space that felt like the inside of " a.. skull " to her.
" The ground feels-

" Hildur? "
It wasn't her.
" Damn. He looks ancient. "

In camp, Zara secretly examined a journal found amongst the climber's effects.

She read an entry of Harold Crichton's.

' This is why they want me to sabotage everything. '

' Nobody will question a lone survivor. '
Before she could dispose of the others, ominous rumbling came again.
She had a chance to be a lone survivor, and she didn't take it:

They followed her up - the question of why she so quickly responded to the rumbling deflected.
Down the spine, Abby lagged behind.

" There's a clearing up ahead. " Selva noticed. " It looks safe! "
(Galko's in her arms.)
Zara grabbed Abby and joined Selva there.

(Pagecount's 8 and a little more than a half of 26 from July 2024's Into the Unbeing: Part One #2.
Writing's Zac Thompson, art's Hayden Sherman, and letters're Jim Campbell.
Publisher's Dark Horse.)
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Date: 2024-08-19 03:20 pm (UTC)