Lost in Transit

Screaming voices, blaring sirens, and then the rupturing of metal rouses you from your slumber. The first thing you see is such a wonderful sight! The door to your containment chamber has been blasted away by some sort of explosion, as is evidenced by the fresh scorch marks that line the walls around the new opening. Curious, you leave your cell to explore the rest of the prison transport... only to discover that the majority of the ship is gone.

A sprawling jungle greets you. A perfect metaphor for life, freedom, and lawlessness - if there ever was one - and a marked improvement over the facility you were being taken to be disposed of. One thought presses its way to the forefront of your mind, shoving all others aside: where in the seven galaxies are you? The only thing you are certain of is that this is not Gliirock VII.

Well, for now that doesn't matter.

What does matter is your newfound freedom. It's time to thrive!