Silas - chips - portal

Silas spoke on the radio, yelling into it " DISPATCH RESPOND, DISPATCH RESPOND." But nothing came through, not even static. Silas clinched onto his shoulder radio, grinding his teeth in defeat, the panic was slowly settling in, he didn't know what to do, he didn't even know where he was. He growled, putting his radio away and slowly making his way over the rocky path, he was thrown into an unknown place, a world he doesn't recognize, he knew he was completely lost but that was the least of his. If he had fallen into here, then that means whatever he was dealing with beforehand could have definitely met the same fate as him which meant that he needed to tread carefully or else trouble is going to come through his way. Silas reached out to check if his gun is still in his holster, he patted it to check which if its still there, he sighed in relief when he felt his gun but he knew he wasn't completely safe just yet.