User blog:Variklis/The Descent: 2

Moving away from the salvage team, we are now introduced to a survivor named Jack, my interpretation of the player.

With the alarms going off, the pure bedlam of panic all throughout the ship, and the rush to get to a lifepod, there should've been no chance for me to get to one. But, through a combination of both shoving people out of my way and getting ahead of everyone else. I made it to one. No one joined me.

"Launch in 3...2...1..."

The sheer intensity of the launch was staggering. I felt as if I was going to die, for the G-force was so great, it felt as if it was suffocating me. At that very moment, a control panel came loose, causing another alarm to go off. Before I knew it, I was knocked out.

I must have been out for hours. I was awoken to an even LOUDER alarm, followed by the potent smell of smoke. The lifepod was on fire. Seeing the fire right in front of me, I tapped the control panel on my seat to let me loose. It didn't work. After several more attempts, I was free. I noticed the fire extinguisher and put out the fire no problem. I then grabbed my PDA. Unfortunately, I didn't get the newest model, so it was running vanilla. When I turned it on, I was greeted by a friendly and charismatic voice.

"Greetings, survivor. Great job not dying!"

"What the hell...?"

"To assist you in further survival in emergency situations, you have been issued this Personal Data Assistant."

"Wait, what's going on-"

"The interface visible now will organize your inventory, display currently availible construction blueprints, and holds other valuable information. Please take a moment to familiarize yourself with it."

I climbed the ladder in front of me, opened the hatch, and looked out on the surface of this mysterious alien world. And right in front of me was the Aurora, crashed.