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Press on. Like an Idiot.
You continue to stumble along the alien terrain. You can't remember how long it's been. Your body has been shutting itself down piece by piece to conserve oxygen, and the hypoxia has reached parts of your brain. There's only enough left to carry the overwhelming need to continue to move.
You stumble, falling heavily to your knees. You don't know if you can get up again. You couldn't even begin to figure it out. Self-reflection has long passed beyond the sputtering light of your conscious mind.
You get up and continue to press on. Just to the top of that ridge. Now down to the bottom of that valley. Now back to the top of this next ridge. Further and further.
"Stupid curious human," says a mysterious voice. Somehow, you understand it.
A bright light engulfs you. You feel dead.
It's hard to say what happens next. Let's press on anyway and find out.
GAME OVER