Jason was in a room he assumed had to be important as the walls and ceilings were marked with colorful carvings and enough warmth to roast a duck. He held in his hand the last staff needed to raise the sunken city back to the surface, but something was interfering with his communicator. He was still shocked such a room was in this place and for the tenth time he tried his comm. "Hello? Dad, Fox, Krystal, Adrian? Anyone... can you read me respond!" he said rather bored, but frantic as he didn't know if they were alright.
Bill for his part was confused. He knew his son was alive, but nothing he tried allowed him to talk. It seemed that Jason was plugged into a massive electro-magnetic field that kept his com. unit silent. For the moment Bill was slumped forward in the command chair of the Great Fox with a worried expression. "Just be alright Jason." he said aloud to no one in particular.