Gathering my wits, I begin taking stock of myself and the situation.
It's now clear that I have somehow had an accident and crashed here. I still have no recollection of who I am or what has happened. I am in a suit of sorts. My breathing is the only thing I hear right now. I also seem to have some sort of handheld, trigger based device. The ceilings have dramatic clusters of stalactites. Some of these plants are short, others as tall or taller than myself. There are mellow glowing red lights floating aimlessly about, along with some more longer red colored particles. Something is making small squeaks. I cannot tell just how close, I assume these cave walls are carrying around the sound.
In my immediate vicinity, there is circular stub of protrusion from the ceiling which is also emitting luminescence. A white and blue hue.
I've just noticed there is an unfamiliar, almost occular construction of machinery skimming about past the entrance of this cave.I begin moving closer to the entrance of the cave - I am not far in by any means, several steps at most. Two things happen. I observe a second one of these red floating mechanisms. My crash site appears to be their locus. I did not notice them earlier. Are they part of the ship? Also, whatever suit I am wearing audibly warns me that the temperature is dangerously cold, -75° Celsius for the approaching night. Clearly I will be spending the night here. The atmosphere seems utterly alien to anything I'm accustomed to. Everything I am experiencing is unfamiliar. This suit also has another reading which states that temperature around -22° when next to this glowing flower I've found. Walking a bit around in the cave confirms that this temperature seems to be the ambient one.
I'm startled by the sound of an engine and the sight of a beaked, triangular craft flying by another pore of the caves maw. I turn just in time to see it streak past the window of an opening, and see it's contrail left behind.
Pausing in thought - I don't seem to be totally alone - I reflect and think to examine the other information this environmental suit is giving me. I immediately look back up to see one of the red floating machines quietly drifting over to me. A yellowish light passes over me, and it continues to drift of in a circular pattern. I quietly stare at it, content for the moment that its nature isn't hostile. I find something about it reassuring.
There are thr
I've awoken again. It's clear that I've come to be here by this wrecked ship. I'm directly at the mouth of a cave of sorts.
It is frigid. There is a golden glow among what appear to be sprawling fungus of some kind. I immediately trudge into the cave. There is nothing else moving in here. Huddling in among the source of the luminescence seems to be keeping the cold at bay.
I've came to in a forest. My head is swimming.
Trees. What a soothing...
Where am I?
That's....
I see supplies scattered ahead of me while my vision clouds. I do not feel in control of my own movements.
I am aside a ship. It's leers as if it were a totem rising above a glowing, smoking fire.
In this moment, I do not know who I am. I do not remember where I am from, nor recollect any notion of having been going somewhere before.
There is a bright light overhead. It washes over my vision and I feel myself drift lucidly-
I black out again.
