You awoke with a pounding headache under the hot desert sun. Blinking to focus your blurred vision, you sensed a crowd of figures hovering over you.

"The Commander's coming to!" cried a voice. A man in a medical uniform came into view, shining a light in your eyes. Your head screamed in protest.

"Take it easy, you had a nasty fall" he soothed. Fall? You wracked your brains but could recall nothing past coordinating maneuvers with your unit. A swoop of nausea overcame you as the doctor's grim expression confirmed your dreadful suspicions.