You run through the thick underbrush, vines and branches smacking against your skin It hurts but the thought of what's behind catching up is far, far worse. This was suppose to be a safe planet, you were just sent here to take test samples and head back Now you're being chased down by some unknown alien, and it's gaining on you Behind you can hear a chittering roar, turning your head you stumble over a root and crash down to the ground You scramble to your knees it's right there