“Keep trying. Tell them what happened.”
Hendricks kept trying. Without success. Finally he lowered the antenna. “It’s useless. They can’t hear me. Or they hear me and won’t answer. Or—”
“Or they don’t exist.”
“I’ll try once more.” Hendricks raised the antenna. “Scott, can you hear me? Come in!”
He listened. There was only static. Then, still very faintly—
“This is Scott.”
His fingers tightened. “Scott! Is it you?”
“This is Scott.”
Klaus squatted down. “Is it your command?”
“Scott, listen. Do you understand? About them, the claws. Did you get my message? Did you hear me?”