[@Hokum]

[pre]Ah shit[/pre]
[h1]/accessing memorybank/[/h1]
[h2]/creating new memory[/h2]
[h3]///STARTING MEMORY RECORDING. . .[/h3]

[center]DAY 294, YEAR STILL UNKNOWN, DATE STILL UNKNOWN[/center]
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The day was still, almost serene. Basking in the searing climate of the dunes would ruin the serenity if it wasn't for his suit functioning as an insulator. Those military men thought of everything when designing him. Well, it was going to be quite a while before they come to rescue him, the ship had some materials inside that they would prefer to keep secret, so they were gonna have to hurry to try and find him. Thinking back, he probably should have not tried to pilot the ship himself, that was gonna give him quite the admonishing when he gets back home for sure.
Scouring the horizon, there was not much to see. This wasn’t bad per say, it was a nice quiet moment after an adrenaline rush from wrecking the ship. Though hopefully the quietude wouldn’t remain for too long, most of this journey was comprised of lingering around and hoping something happens. But in the midst of internally talking to himself, he spotted a distinct pair of figures, poorly dressed for the sweltering, caustic biome. 

SAM sprung forth, marching to the edge of the ship and waving his arms in the air like a lunatic, anything to attract their attention. The circumstances were certainly unordinary, they couldn’t be explorers, or bandits, or anything that would require venturing out into arid regions. But like a kicked-up pile of sand, they vanished into thin air. [code]”damn it.”[/code]

Alas, there was even more waiting to be done. 

[h3]///ENDING MEMORY RECORDING. . .[/h3]

[h2][!!!][/h2]

[h2]/SIGNIFICANT DISTURBANCE DETECTED, REBOOTING...[/h2]

Wait.. what?

Clouds of powdery sand danced under the downdraft of helicopter rotors. The cacophony of said rotor's thunderous whirring and men shouting commands to each other gave quite the unpleasant awakening. For second, they seemed like the rescue crew. [i]For a second.[/i]

“Unknown Entity. You have violated the privacy our planet's inhabitants. You and your craft will be apprehended and brought back to our facilities for further interaction. Do not resist.” 

The voice boomed from the aircraft as a whole brigade of soldiers, helicopters and vehicles circled around him. Should have at least searched around the ship for a weapon first. From here it seemed like he had no choice but to come with them for “further interaction.” He lifted his composite hands into the air and surrendered.

[h3]///ENDING MEMORY RECORDING: NO FALSE ALARM. . .[/h3]