Across scorched earth and under a lightless sky, a lone figure presses forward, led by a fading pulse in the void…
Every step is swallowed by silence, every breath lost to the cold emptiness, until the signal breaks and direction dissolves.

Missing in Action — a final transmission from a lost fighter, signal breaking under static, coordinates erased mid-call. No body recovered, no silence granted — only distortion, speed, and a name that keeps echoing where no one returns…