The Planet that Didn’t Want to be Found, part two

A second shot narrowly skimmed by Stone as he fled towards his ship. He rolled behind the craft, hoping he was out of sight of the shooter, and drew his sidearm. But nothing else happened right away. For tense minutes he waited, fearing to move a muscle. He never noticed the person who crept up behind him until its hand was on his shoulder and flipping him over onto his back. The assailant then dropped a knee onto Stone’s chest and pinned him to the ground. Continue reading