When I woke up, my head screaming in protest to consciousness and my body slow to respond, I instantly knew what happened. Opening my eyes and rubbing them with my aching arms, I stared down the corridor of the Lucas. I was nestled in between my pod and the wall, my head had hit off of one of the crossbars connecting the two. I should have been staring through my tiny storage area towards the bridge.

All I saw was twisted metal.
I had landed. I had landed badly, but landed nevertheless.

Excitement brewed in me as I crawled out of my nook and walked into the tiny area of the ship I could stand in. It was then that I noticed that right beside me, natural light was filerting in.. I was athletic and frenzied enough to slip through and make the three meter drop from the back of the Lucas’ habitation zone down onto the scorched earth.

Iwas in highlands, my ship had pulverised one of the rocky monoliths and came to rest on its slopes. A saggy womb of nuts and bolts that had kept me frozen for 10,000 years.