The starting screen lit up, with a strange, flashing blue light. Huh, my favorite color. However, I was getting a headache from the almost strobe-like light. My eyes became unfocused, and random numbers, symbols and letters started scrolling across the screen, the portraits of the Jedi and trooper gone. What the heck?! Still entranced by the code, I started swaying. My eyes rolled into the back of my head. The last thing I could remember was the rolling desk chair toppling backwards, but I didn't feel myself hitting the rug.
Thunk! That was the sound of me smashing into the metal floor. The dull sound vibrated along the flooring, making my neck tingle. I cringed. I used my hands to push myself up into a sitting position, feeling the textured metal. I leaned onto my left arm, and put my right hand on the back of my head. I kneaded the lump forming on my skull. Ok. That was over-exaggerating, but it DID hurt.
After a few minutes of sighing and groaning, I got up and stretched. As I rolled my shoulders in circles, I noticed there was a small, blue panel looking thing on my sleeve, and multiple buttons. This… isn't my clothes. What in the world? The leather material under my hands was soft as I ran them over my tunic/shirt. I had a pair of matching navy blue pants, which had many pockets. Hm. I might just have to keep these. I walked around the small metal room, while feeling and patting my clothing. I stopped by a large crate. Inside, there were strange guns. I picked one up, pressing the glowing buttons. A large button next to the trigger caught my attention. Of course, like the curious 18 year-old I am, I pressed it. The cool barrel began blistering hot and red, and I dropped the weapon.
"OH MY GOD! OH MY GOD! IT'S GOING TO SELF DESTRUCT! AHH! WHO IS THE IDIOT WHO MADE THIS THING?!" I started streaming out curses. The gun started beeping. "IT'S GONNA BLOW! SOMEBODY HELP!" I cowered in a corner, next to the closed door. I sat there for about five minutes, waiting for my impending doom. I peered over at the dooms-day device. It continued beeping, still red. I carefully walked over to it, and nudged it with my foot. Nothing happened. I picked it up, grabbing it by the handle. I apparently accidently pressed the trigger, because a large green bullet rocketed out of the weapon. I rolled quickly to my left, behind another crate, holding the blaster straight up at ceiling next to my face. When could I do that? MATRIX MOMENT. I squeezed my eyes shut, and heard a sizzle noise from besides the crate. I inched towards the sound, with kitten like inquisitiveness. Right where I had been standing, next to the crate, was a scorched spot, still blistering hot. I put the tip of a wooden lid from a container on the spot. The wood blackened, and then caught flame. I shrieked and opened a drawer thingy labeled: AIRLOCK. A strong suctioning force sucked up the lid. The drawer then closed with a slam. Wait… Airlock? Isn't that only…? I walked over to the wall, and found a large window. I saw the flame on the wooden lid die as it drifted towards the planet I was just outside the orbit of.
Where am I? The lid smacked the side of a small satellite, and the satellite sparked some, and then floated in the other direction.
I wandered to the control panel next to the door way. I was better off not firing any more weapons. I tapped the screen, and the door opened. I walked down the dimly lit hallway, then took a left into a smaller one. A chair greeted me, and I stared at the planet. I sat down in the chair, and a holographic projection of the planet in front of me blinked to life.
ORD MANTELL. LAND? I clicked YES, and then was thrown towards the back of my seat, as the ship rocketed forwards. The ship smashed the little satellite into pieces. Oops.