All hope is lost. Drifting between stars in a habitable capsule. In a spaceship. Far, far away from all the human colonies. You are lost.
All hope is lost - is what you thought just a moment ago until your A.I. companion woke you up with his loud voice proclaiming: "Guess what I found? You human may thank me later."
You open your eyes just to see a wall of red and yellow colored mass presenting itself in any direction as far as front window of captain's deck would allow you to see. Then another feature has caught your eyes, a slight bluish hue visible especially good at the curve on the side. A planet. Not just any planet but a planet with oxygen atmosphere. "Did you set the course for re-entry? Are there any forms of communication coming from it?" you ask A.I.
He replies: "There is a race of semi-intelligent machines looming around this rock. And yes, knowing you'd be immensely interested I did set the course for re-entry. In fact I have used my near infinite computational capability to calculate the kind of re-entry angle and speed that would stress our ship's toughness to its maximum and get us on the ground in minimum time." As your companion finishes his speech you begin to notice a rising in volume sound of what would a train from 19th century probably sounded like. At the same time an intense orange glow begins to replace the view of the planet. Your brilliant A.I. set nearly perpendicular angle of re-entry. This is beginning to be woresome.
