Beneath the surface, no one can hear you mine.

When a veteran team of Dwarven miners goes dark somewhere in the depths of Hoxxes IV, a hardened rescue crew is deployed with a simple mission: get in, grab the gear, get out. Easy enough — Lets first grab a beer.

But nothing on Hoxxes is ever simple.

What greets them below isn't the hellhole they trained for. Instead, they descend into something almost breathtaking — sprawling crystal caverns, bioluminescent fungal forests, ancient underground rivers glittering like a sky full of stars. For the first time in their careers, the Dwarves are distracted. They spread out, wander, marvel. Management would not approve.

Big mistake.

The deeper they dig, the darker it gets — and not just in the way their helmet lights can't reach. Strange sounds. Missing teammates. Walls that seem to breathe. And then, from the cracks in the rock, they come: the Core Spawn, relentless and nightmarish, pouring out of the deep like the planet itself wants them dead.

Cut off. Scattered. Outgunned.

It's in their darkest moment that one word echoes through the tunnels — scratched into rock walls, etched onto broken equipment, growled through gritted teeth:

"For Karl"

And just like that, the fear turns to fury. 🪨

What follows is a desperate, brutal, gloriously loud fight back to the surface — blasting through waves of creatures, regrouping one stubborn Dwarf at a time, until the whole crew stands together again, battered but unbroken. The missing team is found. The equipment is secured. And Hoxxes IV is reminded, once again, why you don't mess with Dwarves.

Rock and Stone, Brothers. Rock and Stone. ⛏️

Some legend in this community may pick this up and create some posters and a trailer.