Where am I going? What was I doing? I was suddenly very cold, falling… I hadn’t noticed it, but the comforting thrum of the thrusters had turned into a dull roar of the wind against the metallic wings as I fell to the ground. A blurred red streak invaded my vision, the vague notion of danger registered as I hit the ground with terrific force. Instinctively, I put my arms out in front of me, the forward field absorbing the lethal kinetic energy I had accumulated. Still, though, enough was left to cause my left arm to snap back, dislocating the shoulder joint and snapping the forearm like a twig as I rolled into the ground. The borders of my HUD blurred, icing my vision over as I slipped into unconsciousness.