It had been three gruelling hell-haunted days on that abysmal planet. Frostbite had found its way into the appendages of the crew, each face grew thin and yearned for warmth, even subtle things like the sane and steady look in the eyes of the “Leader” had changed.
Complexities beyond the resources of a barren tundra world had shown themselves in the fixtures of the ship. Slowly the twenty thousan...