Fox awakens in his small bed, woken by his wife Vixen. God, his family can't escape fox pins. Everyone calls him Fox, when his name if Todd. Yes, Todd Fox. He slips into his utility suit and checks his artificial left arm's calibration. "All good." He spoke. Vixen had rolled on top of him, waking him without affecting her whatsoever. He opened the door to his room and walked down the hallway of the long bunker, which he was stationed at for the moment. Fox walked to the armory and grabbed his standard armor suit and combat rifle. The UF had gone into the bunker in case of an attack, and had almost every bunker on Mars controlled. Fox happened to be stationed at bunker 014, one of the oldest. The thick walls made his footsteps echo as he walked to the mess hall to grab some rations. He opened the hydraulic door and heard it's familiar hiss and watched it's slow ascent. Someone else was in the hall, someone he don't recognize. But... Fox knew everyone stationed there, nobody ever left or got stationed here anymore. He wasn't even sure if the person has UF attire on.