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Ulrik. Second successful GENtech "Super Soldier" experiment. Previously under orders from Commander Yorton of the Colonial Militia 23rd and even more recently abandoned on this new planet frontier, trudged weakly through another dune of many within the large desert area, wondering when his body would finally give up the fight against the ragin heat. He'd lost track of all time by now, unable to discern if he'd been stranded days, weeks, or even months. Nights melded into days and vice versa--a continuous cycle with each passing moment he lost more strength and will to proceed his motions forward. He did not have a single clue of where he was, much less if there was even an establishment nearby and, as it seemed to him, if he could even survive another day.
By now his mental functions had dulled to the point where he kept repeating in his mind: Left foot. Right foot. Left foot. Ignore your hunger. Right foot. The beeping of his suit had long since become a hum instead of a rythmic, high pitched warning. Ulrik was aware that he was dehydrated to the point where he could not sweat, he knew he was famished, and he knew that marrages were soon-to-be imminent. He didn't need his suits sensors to tell him that. But, there was no off button and his suits power was only drained two-thirds. He would perish before his suit did.
Moments before, the bio-neuron suit he wore snug around him had injected a solution that boosted his adrenaline and provided much needed minerals and vitamins, something to keep him going on. He'd felt the slight pinches on his forearms and thighs. It was almost as if the suit was desperate for him.

Finally, Ulrik had stumbled over this dune, nearly collapsing as he rounded its top. Before him, was a small setup with structures that appeared abandoned. Initially, he percieved this as a mirrage, a devious trick curteousy of his mind. On futher observation, however, he found it was not and quickened his pace in hopes that he might find salvation or civilization or both in that small area.
Now jogging, he drew nearer and nearer, feeling his lungs huff and his heart ache from his fatigue, but both conditions didn't seem to hinder him. He went on, nearly tripping twice on the way. And, when he reached the quiet streets, he cried out.
"Hello!?"
Before he passed out.