Bleak, blue eyes scanned the misty horizon in perfect moonlight for answers. A shiftless fog hung over the slowly dying fields and the rolling hills. The moon was full and it shown brightly over the fruited hills next to a sky full of twinkling stars. The moonlight creeped through the fog, giving it an eerie glean over the whole valley. His heart was still thundering when the Mongoose came to a halt. He took a brief moment to catch his breath, analyzing what just happened, and then jumped out of his warthog and scurried towards the man, who was lying down on his back.