The two were just about done harvesting the striped rocks when they heard a terrifying screeching noise. Sandra looked up to see three melon-looking things racing towards them on sets of slithering tendrils. They were easily twice the size of the two astronauts put together.

“Bob! We gotta go!” Sandra yelled, dropped the rocks and began bounding towards the ship.

“I thought you said this planet was uninhabited!” Bob roared, looking back at the giant monsters who were gaining ground.

“Well, obviously I was wrong! Now move it!”

Dodging over strewn equipment, they barreled into the open hatch and slammed it closed, slicing off the tendrils that were following them in. The ship began its re-oxygenation and Bob and Sandra ran to the command center.

The ship began to shake, groan, and bang.

Bob looked at Sandra as he pushed the fuel ignition systems to their maximum. They still weren’t moving.

“They’re on the ship. They’re weighing it down.” Sandra squeaked.

Bob could do nothing but nod in agreement.