“Pauk.” Zi’thun said. “Pauk- PAUK PUAKKKK!!” He curses more. His ship was going down and going down fast. His asteroid detection system had failed and an asteroid hit the fuel tank and wing.

He tried to slow his decent as he already entered the mystery planet’s atmosphere but it was too late, the ship was burning up as he descended faster and faster. He could feel the heat, he thought the heat would turn him into ashes before the ship even crashed into the ground.

The clouds cleared and Zi’thun could see the ground below. He tried to steer towards some trees. Probably the safest way to land instead of dropping into the dirt.

He hit the trees, it jerked him around before the trees quickly slowed the ship to a halt. It was tangled into the vines, hanging like its life depended on it.

Zi’thun had injured himself bad, hit his head. Probably broke some limbs, then ships com started blaring.

CRITICAL. PLEASE EVACUATE. CRITICAL. It repeats in his main language.

Zi’thun forces himself up, trying to find a way out. He opens the emergency hatch and falls 7 feet down, the air burned. He couldn’t breathe, he messed around with his mask before finally switching on the air tank. He gasps, breathing in the good air.

He had to run, his body hurt but he had to run. He got up on his feet, he didn’t even realize how freaky his surroundings were.

He took 2 steps, then collapsed. He blacked out.

When he comes to, he realizes he is tied to a tree. Stripped of his weapons. He looks forward, there was a campfire illuminating the night and behind that fire? An alien, hiding in the darkness holding his knife.