D-COMM NETWORK

[Hey divers. Have a familiar scene of sand everywhere. It's like it's only been a few months and Sam's right back where he started from. Cold. On a beach. Sand everywhere. Everywhere. He's not getting up, but Gabumon has the D-comm in his claws.]

Sam?

[Gabumon, or Max as he'd been dubbed, looks into the camera, his nose closing in at the wide angle lens then pointing it at Sam.]

I'm okay. [Sam's staring up a the sky, his arms around him and shivering cold. He sounds terrible, conjested. Pale.]

Issat thing on?

Yep. I turned it on, you see? It's recording like you said.

Okay... Uh. I need some help here. [He coughs into his hands pretty heavily.]

Think I'm at the beach on Axoryi. Is there GPS on this thing?

[He coughs again, grimacing. The phone is clicked off but catches the footage of the phone falling and Max moving over to his side.]