What a Mickey Mouse squad!

Dirk regained concious. He was still hanging from the tree. He didn't know how
long he had been out. The blood hard dried on his face and his head throbbed.
Forgetting about the danger that lurked in the jungle, Dirk lowered himself down
to the ground. He staggered across the ground before fully regaining his wits.
He checked his tricorder. There were no signs of the monsters within half a
mile. There was also no sign of the rest of the away team within that radius
either. Dirk looked up to the sky. It was pitch dark. The attack had happened
just a few hours past noon. Now it looked like it was close to midnight(and
since the planet had a 32 hour day, that was a long time). "Those smegheads
left me. I risk my ass for those lousy bastards, and they left me. They should
realise by now that I'm not there. Oh..., wait. I forgot about who I'm talking
about. They probably haven't noticed."
The idea that they would probably make their way back to the Starbug, so that's
where he should go too. Dirk got his bearings and made his way back to the
river. He washed the blood off of his face. The river flowed quickly past him
as he made his way upstream. Unfortunately for Dirk, the away team was headed
in the opposite direction, almost a day's walk, to reassemble with the other
away team.
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