[centre][h1][color=004b80]Adam Jensen[/color][/h1][/centre]

	There was a strange whir in the cabin, where sirens bleeped and buzzed from the cockpit's console. The craft shook slightly, making Adam tumble in and out of his seating area. The window became a dark-purple matter, and the sky seemed to begin to vanish. Communication telegrams from within the headsets of both Malik and Jensen. He turned drastically to put his entire face against the window. They seemed to be entering some sort of hole...a rift tearing time and space apart in a single spot. It was almost huge, possibly able to fit 6 VTOLs inside at the same instant. Turning back to his pilot, he began to ask questions.

"What is this? Where are we heading?!"

"Calm down, Adam...apparently we are supposed to go through here...at least that's what the instruction given to me said..." Malik spoke, seeming rather casual about the whole incident. "Did I not mention it being a bumpy ride?" Her cheek was always the cause of Adam's glumness, especially on flights like these. "Don't gimme that look, Adam, this ain't going to be a life-threatening trip, so we should hope. Now hold on...I think I see the other side..." The craft jolted around more and more. It became uncomfortable, discouraging for even Adam himself. The craft was bound to lose control and crash at this rate, and everything would mess up at just the start. And at the point where everything seemed to be shaking the most, where he felt that everything was going to tear apart or implode...it stopped. Just like that, instantaneous halt. It felt weird, and a sigh of relief came from both of them. "Huh...you checked this view, huh? Looks.....unnatural?" Adam returned to the window, seeing the fields of strange hills and mountains, metallic platforms embedded into the ground and ruins with strange figures carved into mountains and temple-tops. This didn't look like any mountain range he had seen or heard of. It was at that point where a small purple-dark speck fluttered its way onto the window. Adam jumped back slightly, even though it was pretty much tiny. Slowly, he moved back to the window, as it began to shake and jolt against the window. At the instant it began moving, an alert siren went off from the console again. "Something's not right? Apparently we are being interfered with...like...unnatural turbule-" Suddenly, the front cockpit viewpoint, the windows...all of it was starting to be consumed with these dots.

"Malik? What's going on?!" He demanded, feeling the craft slow down.

"I-I don't know?! We are losing power? It's weighing us down?!" The craft's nose began to dip downwards. Adam was completely stunned by what was going on, as the right engine outside the window seemed to suck in more of those dots, bursting into flames and shaking the craft even further. He was shook about, feeling a sense of weightlessness with the descent. Malik began to blurt things out into the radio-set of his, finding herself strapping into her seat. Adam took it to advantage, following the same action as he reached, holding himself into place and beginning to brace for the impact. The craft spiralled, leaving a large smoke trail dipping down from the sky, one visible to many from afar. And as if they weren't prepared for it, a large crunch faced onto the ground made everything become clear...this wasn't the ordinary mission...