Toward the smoke

It's going to be a hard slog, but your duty is to try and rescue any less fortunate survivors of the ship's demise. Pulling the straps tight on your pack, you set off across the rocky terrain toward where the wisps of smoke still rise above the trees. The going it tough, especially with the alien star beating down on you. It's not long before your skintight uniform is drenched with your sweat from your exertions. But still, you march on....a little discomfort is not going to stand in the way of you doing your job.

It is somewhat to your relief that you finally reach the edge of the forest you had spotted in your earlier reconnaissance. It had looked ominous from the distance, but now you were somewhat grateful for the relief of shade it was going to provide. Still, your instincts urged you to caution, and you unslung the rifle from your shoulder and moved it to a ready position. Moving slowly and cautiously, you entered the wood...all of you senses on full alert for any dangers.

It wasn't long before you picked up a sound coming from the distance. You can't be sure, but you would swear it sounds like a human moaning. If it is someone from your ship, they could need your help. But it could be a trap.....