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|You wake up, alone in the dark. There's a breathing tube jammed down your trachea, and you're suspended in a tube of clear blue fluid. Upon registering your level of consciousness, the gravity couch drains the fluid surrounding you and retracts the breathing apparatus; the doors in front of you open, and you're suddenly dropped several feet onto the opposite wall. Through the chaos of alarms and wreckage around you, you catch a glimpse of bright light; a huge rend in the outer wall high above you, overhung by broken structural beams and damaged cabling. |
Climbing up takes all the strength you have.
You emerge in bright sunlight, surrounded by an immense jungle. As your vision clears, you realize you stand on the hull of a colossal spaceship, crashed on an alien world. There's a shout behind you, and as you turn, figures climb over the curve of the ship towards you. A hand is extended to you, dirt smeared, calloused and scarred by the efforts necessary for survival.
This is your rescue party.