Achieng had just finished setting up her office. She had hung bright decorations from her homeworld. Cloths, small sculptures, and a beautiful etching of a fish. It helped to break up the sterile, bland metal of the ship walls. Hopefully she could acquire other things to make it more comfortable. With her tank whirring down the hall, she was about to visit the kitchen for something to eat. The images took over the wall screens- all of them- and suddenly her appetite was gone. This was  not the beautiful, lush  and verdant planet from the documents. Was it?

"How... how can this be?" Her mind flew into overdrive. Was the whole planet dead? Maybe it was just the vegetation? Could there be survivors? If so, then her role here might not just be for the personnel, but for those lost citizens as well...

Pushing her tank into the fastest speed it could go, she headed for the bridge, announcing herself at the door before looking at the terrifying sight. "What do we do, Captain?"