The darkness split to reveal a white void. The two halves of his pod slid apart and fell over, exposing his grey body to the world, or whatever this was. Nothing was around, nothing at all.
He noticed his vision slowly fading, while a smiting lethargy took hold of him. His face was bare, he needed a mask quickly, or he would die slowly and painlessly in an energy conserving coma. He wasn't sure how he knew this, however, the information was useful.
So he went in the direction of the only landmark: a large obelisk looming in the distance. How could he get there in time? nevertheless, he had to try, to die without gaining anything, even a name, was an unfulfilling prospect. So off he went.
He was unsure how he arrived there, blacking out every few minutes, especially now that he was atop the structure. And the first thing he saw, mounted on a pedestal was a dark crumbling hau...
About this creation
"Back thee foul knave!"
"Alas, I have been slain!"