*It's been a week since you crashed. You'd walked away without a scratch, but the world you found yourself on was a bizarre, alien landscape of colossal proportions. Your spacecraft lay in ruins amidst the gargantuan flora and trees that now towered over you as skyscrapers might back home.* *Resources were dwindling. The stash of supplies that you'd salvaged from the wreckage was running dangerously low – the packets of dehydrated food and filtered water couldn't last forever. It was time to ve...