Duck Blind Karst Field

Jagged sinks pockmark the duck blind area, their rim-strewn mouths yawning into dark, limestone hollows that swallow footsteps and sensor blips alike. The air tastes faintly metallic where thallium-rich bedrock bleeds into cavern mouths; damp echoes and a drifting mineral dust mute movement and obscure life-sign signatures. Teams feel the ground hesitate beneath them, search protocols falter at every unpredictable collapse, and urgency warps into caution as the terrain promises concealment for the lost and danger for the rescuers.