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Acid rain fell splashing on Bishop's protective helmet, hot drops sizzled like frying bacon covering the weary astronaut's entire space suit. Super heated liquid bubbled and boiled burning the exterior Kevlar layer of his precious life sustaining suit, Bishop expelled the carbon monoxide from his lungs fogging up the thick reinforced glass in his bulky helmet, sweat beads crawled into Bishop's eyes blurring his vision as he tried to march confidently in the direction of the crashed supply compartment, darkness amass the cavernous planet shadows taunt him with every step he couldn't help but replay Jessie's voice in his head "I love you" those were the only words he remembered and they were the only words that mattered, it was her voice that kept him focused on the task at hand, she wasn't going to die because of him no Lordy, sweat began pouring into his eyes, if only he could remove his helmet only for a second just to wipe the burning salty water from his wet face, he promised himself to keep it a secret from Jessie, Bishop paused momentarily to catch his breath listening closely to his own respiration moving through the NASA engineered apparatus that mimicked the sound of Lord Vader deep mincing breath in the star wars movies Bishop gave in to the urge "Luke, I am your father!" he chuckled inside his helmet "Luke!" the armed ZX7 mocked the astronaut surprising him from behind Bishop turned slowly facing the deadly dysfunctional machine, 'I am your father!" the combat drone played back the famous phrase, a red LED light blinked quickly while two 50 cal. mini guns clicked into place on each side of the military killing machine "Bish!".. Jessie screamed in his ear piece, dropping Bishop to both his knees right before the damaged drone opened fire! a furious storm of bullets narrowly miss Bishop instead ripping a sneaking Captain Forbes to pieces..