Or reaching exfil with all of your limbs and a half-decent weapon, knowing you’ll live to fire it another day. Noise is the most prolific killer on Tau Ceti IV, and almost every successful evasion I’ve conducted over 200 hours with Marathon was a silent withdrawal. If you’re hearing the former, and didn’t trigger it yourself, you know an enemy player is near. On a higher level still, I’ve become aware of the invisible rhythms that govern the movement of players across Marathon’s three main zones. At a certain point, these flare-ups become self-fulfilling, as bloodthirsty players head for hotspots in the hope of getting into a scrap.