About half an hour later the team stood at the entrance, or what looked like an entrance into the ship. Obviously as some form of cargo door due to its vast size Miller just stood looking up at it in slight awe, it was no Atlantis however it was still slightly impressive. They had long decided that the transmission was some kind of distress beacon, basically one single constant note blaring out from the ship. He stood at the door, strange markings were above it and there was what would be an obvious release hatch, though he wasn't so keen on using an [i]obvious[/i] release hatch.

He waved Milton forwards. "Milton, you're up. Just want to make sure that if we use the door handle that nothing incredibly dangerous bad happens. I'd rather not have shit go down hill on my first mission." He turned to look out at the sand, and checked the suns position to where they had started. It was higher up than where it had been earlier, about midday by his reckoning, if it ever got that cool they could get beamed up. 

They better get onto it.