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The feeling in the Force made Sol turn to her right. Towards the top of the closest cliff, was a glow. Sheer yet present, Sol saw a figure stood on a ledge made of rock that looked out to the rough oceans. She made the move to grab her lightsaber and her hand settled underneath her robe to her utility belt, but she didn't try to ignite its blade. The Force didn't alert her of a danger, but the figure was too high up to see facial details. The winds didn't help Sol's vision as she squinted from the cold, and her hair continued to fly into her line of vision.

'Guys,' Sol said into her commlink without taking her eyes off the light blue figure above. 'I think I'm seeing the Force ghost, again.'

She was met with the sound of static.

'Anakin? Rex?'

Sol glanced down at her wristband that connected her to the team, only to see an error symbol on the screen. She resisted a groan and returned her gaze to the ledge above, only to see the back of the figure as it had turned away. With a wave of shock, Sol went to call out before it disappeared, but the ledge was empty and the feeling in the Force stretched. The path that was left by the ghost was still strong and the Force held the lasting feeling in the Jedi Knight's stomach.

Without a connection to the team, Sol turned to R2, who had stopped and turned to look at her as a result of her pause.

'Artoo, I need you to go back to the camp and let them know that I'm okay,' she informed, well aware that the sudden decision was brash.

'You know how Master Ani will react to your absence,' R2 said, and Sol was surprised to have understood his language without needing to intently listen. Sol swallowed dryly and glanced up to the ledge once more, hoping to see the figure again, but it was empty. The mission had changed course and Sol knew that sending R2 back to the camp without her would further complicate the mission, but she couldn't deny that the pull in the Force had to mean something.

'As soon as I check this out, I'll find you, okay?' Sol tried, but R2 moved his head back and forth in a sign of hesitance. 'You can track my commlink, right? I'm going to head further up the island. Maybe the connection will improve, and I can contact the team there.'

'I don't like this...'

'Please, Artoo. We'll be off this planet soon and I might not have the opportunity to find out who this Force ghost is. Besides, the dream I had back on the ship... it had to have been related. If I know anything about the Force, it's that it shapes things to happen for a reason. If this ghost has appeared to me, then it must have something it needs or wants me to see. This could be my opportunity to find out.'

R2 beeped and rolled his wheels backwards. He muttered something that resembled a grumble under a breath before his head turned around to face the path ahead. His wheels crunched against the gravel and Sol watched him leave, thankful for his understanding. She knew he was in for a scolding when he would arrive back at the camp, but she hoped that she would be able to make it up to the droid when she next saw him.

Sol pulled her robe tight around herself before her leg rose to lift her body up the steep incline of the mountain. Her knees already ached, but she called to the Force to guide her upwards, where she would reach the ledge and find where the Force ghost was leading her.

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'We're ready to depart, sir,' Captain Rex informed Anakin.

'Thank you, Rex.'

Clones had folded down the tents and had packed them away in the ship. Obi-wan was in a call with members of the Council that he could contact throughout the galaxy and informed them of the new advancement in the mission. Anakin was the one to oversee their departure from the island, but with it completed, his biggest worry came to light; Sol's Force signature was not close.