With the worst of the hibernation sickness having worn off, Connor sat, awaiting their arrival on the surface. Then the ship started to shake violently, more so than an average reentry. Connor hears over the intercoms the word Monarch. Connor exclaimed, “Monarch! That’s bad! Right?” Moments later, Connor received his answer when there's an explosion leaving him deafen. The ride after that became increasingly more rough as this section of the ship flew through the tyrannical storm away from the rest of the ship.

Connor could not help that he started to scream, but not out of fear. It was the kind of adrenaline fueled scream of a child experiencing his first rollercoaster. Connor even went as far as to throw his hands in the air. Then, like all great rides; it ended too quickly, as the descent slowed and they made a rough, yet successful landing. Connor roars out in laughter, “What a beautiful welcome from Corona herself!”

With death knocking at the door, causing a large surge of adrenaline flowing through Connor’s body, any lingering symptoms of the hibernation sickness vanish into the wicked winds. As the other miner across from him released his harness, Connor did the same. The miner continues on to utter some gibberish, as Connor retrieved his environmental suit and cabal wrist computer. Quickly, Connor changed into the suit and attached the computer to his left wrist, and look towards the others awaiting a response.