Should she go out and investigate this? Should she stay indoors? What could possibly be in that ship? Or, more importantly, [i]who[/i] could be in that ship? Could they be dangerous? Could they be a criminal? A murderer? A- no, none of this wondering was going to get her anywhere. There was really only one way to find out.

She stood up, slowly, tucking a pistol into her waistband as she headed out the back door. The hot, humid, sticky air quickly rose up to meet her, enveloping her. She knew that in the beginning it had not been so hot, but the mining had changed the whole atmosphere of the planet, causing crops to die off and the entire farming industry to die. Everywhere she went on this planet, she was met with some ghost of how things should have been, while she wanted nothing more than to leave.

She tentatively walked towards the crashed ship, not seeing anyone near the ship. It wouldn’t be empty, would it?