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Lewis rolled her eyes.
"We aren't staying here y/n" said Lewis.
She opened the door and the wind blew in strongly with sand everywhere. We left the bunker and started to walk threw the storm. Mark closed the door and we walked to the ship.
"Commander, we are at 10 decrease and the Mav is going to tip at 12.3" said Martinez.
"HEY, WE MIGHT BE ABLE TO KEEP THE MAV FROM TIPPING" Mark yelled.
We all stopped and looked at him.
"HOW" Lewis yelled.
"USE THE CABLES, ANGLE THEM WITH THE ROVERS" Mark yelled.
It's hard to hear in the storm but I'm glad that I can't fell the sand hitting my body. Suddenly something flew at me hitting me in the stomach and helmet.
"Y/N" Lewis yelled.
I flew back and hit the ground before blacking out. I saw a huge hole in my helmet so I'm probably dead.
I hear the wind and feel a gentle breeze on my face. I also got some sand on my face but I'm covered in a blanket of sand. I feel relaxed which is probably good because I'm soar all over. It feels like I was boiled alive or something. I opened my eyes and took a second to come back to reality.
Oh shit, I'm on Mars still. My helmet is broken with a massive hole. I spite some sand off of my face and tried to sit up. Pain shot threw my body and I feel something poking my insides. I sat up and took off my helmet. Now I know what you are thinking.
You shouldn't take your helmet off on Mars dumbass. Well, seeing as how there is a massive hole I fail to see what difference it will make. Any air that would be inside the suit is already long gone. How am I still alive? I put my hand inside the helmet and had my fingers poke out threw the broken hole. I'm fucked.
I groaned as I tried to stand up. I felt more pain in my stomach and fell to the ground. I rolled onto my back and saw I've been stabbed with something. It's also attached to something. I grabbed my pocket knife that my dad gave me and cut the wire that was attached to the rode.
I put my knife away and grabbed the helmet before standing up again. More pain shot threw me as I groaned. I looked around and saw the Mav is gone. The crew must of left without me. Probably thought me dead. I got bigger problems though. I started to limp to bunker while groaning in pain.
My entire body hurts. I feel soar all over. It hurts to move. My stomach where I was stabbed also hurts but not as much. The sourness from all over hurts worse. How am I able to breath Mars air? There isn't enough oxygen. I limped inside the compression hallway and closed the door before having it stabilize. Once the pressure was stable I limped threw the other door to enter the bunker.
I dropped my helmet on the floor. Don't need that anymore. Next I started to take off my suit. I dropped it to the floor but stopped after dropping my gloves. My hands, my hands are orange. Carrot orange. Am, am I a carrot now? I finished taking off the rest. I was careful to remove the suit without removing the rode inside me.
I groaned and limped over to get medical tools. First I cut the blue part of my suit to loosen it so it's easier to remove. I dropped it to the floor and took the tray to a table. Luckily we have mirror. I was able to see myself in the mirror and saw I now have orange skin like a carrot, yellow hair like a banana, blue blood like a blue berry, and purple eyes. And yes, BLUE BERRIES ARE FUCKING PURPLE. Point is my blood is blue now.
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