Soon into your descent your view is obscured by smoke, but confident in your talent you bring her in by feel and what information your instruments can give you. The altimeter assures you that the ground is approaching rapidly so you pull the nose up. The smoke clears just in time for you too see a dark shape in the oncoming rock. 'A cave!'
Following intuition you fly into the opening, but moments after you enter, the ship strikes down. The impact jars you violently in your seat and showers the cockpit with sparks. As soon as the ship skids to a halt you blow the hatch and climb out never having been so happy to get out of a plane. Hopping down off the ship's wing you notice the trail of titanium wreckage it left behind, the remains of the other wing, and realize her days of space flight are over. That is unless the aliens here are more advanced than initial scans detected.
You look up and around, inspecting the greater scope of your surroundings for the first time and gasp. 'The scale is enormous!' Truly whatever creatures lived here were giants. Giants and also primitives. Most of the room's furniture was carved crudely out of the very same cave rock that formed the walls. One exception, a nearby bed frame which towered nearly 40 feet above the astronaut looked to be made out of crude wrought iron. Elsewhere hides of scales and fur draped and lay as decorations. You begin to ponder how big such animals would have to be, but are interrupted by an earth quake and another... and another? 'Oh no,' your brain makes the connection, 'that's definitely not an earth quake.'
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