There is something strange going on at the camp and there is no one to call, not even a friendly neighborhood Ghostbuster. The storm is no longer a metaphor and night has fallen.

About three and a half years ago, when I was stocking shelves as an assistant manager the name Epsilon Delta came into my mind. Granted I have thought of this name before, best guess is somewhere maybe in the 2010's, as a throwaway name for my own army ranger thing. This was way before 2016 when I decided to make all my work/stories anthropomorphic. Then after the whole MCU thing started taking off, my brain was like what if I made all my stuff connected. Slowly it happened, a timeline formed and back in 2021 this took primary focus. The idea of having my own "Red Wedding" was the core of this whole thing. This chapter and the next was the reason I started writing Epsilon Delta first. Going from 7-8 characters to the 50ish it is now all started with the idea presented in this chapter. I still have a long way to go to get this in it's finial form, but I am glad I can finally share this with the world.