Eris’s Flat, Last City, Earth

The Guardian listens to a message from Sloane

Sloane: Damn it, Drifter, get back here. You're better than this. It's not going to help. We both know running doesn't stop the dead haunting you. Can't say I'd do the same thing, but... I guess I've thought about it a time or two. But you're the one who told me, "some things, you carry with you forever." Eris Morn's one of those things. You think she'd be proud of you taking off? Call me when you get this. I mean it. Situation's getting worse here. Hive god worse. We need you. If nothing else, for vengeance. In her honor. Let's make that weight a little easier to lift.