"This ain't killing us," the Sergeant reminds him. "If they wanted to do that, they know how. They killed a whole bunch before we got here. This is somethin' else. Still think it's some kinda test or fucked up message."

He shakes his head. "We're just talkin' in circles. And I'm gettin' antsy standin' still." He peers into the trees. "C'mon. You got magic, right? Maybe if we make a circuit you can find some more. If we stick together, we can tell each other when shit ain't real, right?"