James Rodriguez
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I'd oft fall to a rock-strewn gully below.
I approached carefully, already knowing what I would find.
Thomas's broken body lay sprawled across the rocks, limbs at unnatural angles.
A dark stain spreading beneath him.
Tot.
I called down to where he waited at the base of the cliff, east side.
He went over.
Scott's acknowledgement came as a single word, through the radio.
He was already moving to circle the outcropping.
I made my way back down.
More careful now.
That urgency had been replaced with grim certainty.
No one survived a fall like that.
We reached Thomas's body together, approaching from different sides of the gully.
The last daylight painted everything in muted reds and purples.
Ott checked for pulse out of protocol, though the catastrophic head trauma made survival impossible.
He's gone, Scott confirmed quietly.
I surveyed our surroundings, marking our position on the jeep's unit.
We can't move him in the dark.
Too dangerous.