Radio OX-12 replayed the recorded files during our landing from the edge of the cliff buried in deep snow. Blood was right over us, our crew members either stabbed or thrown from the force of the ship were ripped in pieces, especially since one jammed the engines fans. Everything was covered; windows, side barriers, wires, suit… everything.
My last breath after from the crash was unbearable to catch under the blizzards of negative 30 degrees. I was still passed out, waking up under the barriers of glass protection around me with enough puwang to ilipat around but I couldn’t. my ears were buzzed;...
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