Many years. So many years. They passed in a blink,they crawled slower than the cosmos. The Symbiote lay, Buried and forgotten, Hibernating. The rattling of rock and the heat of the flames were barely noticed as the shuttle craft landed. The hatch opened and two men stepped out of the craft and on to the red sand that covered the planet. The symbiote stirred at the presence of life energy. "Freedom" Echoed faintly in the Symbiote's mind. The astronaunts conversed quickly and set about gathering thier tools and taking specimens and pictures. The Symbiote, dimly aware, changed its coloring to match the sand, wrapped itself tightly to a rock that one of the astronaunts was reaching for. The astronaunt sensing nothing, picked up the rock and placed it into a jar, Sealed it and added it to the collecction he already had. With their work finished, the astronaunts packed up their tools, climbed abourd their craft and lauched themselves back into the reaches of space. after the shuttle craft had docked with the main craft, the astronauts took all their findings and moved forward to pilot the craft home. The Symbiote oozed out of the container and slithered its way through the craft, following the path of the energy it needed....