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You wake up, having fallen asleep outside on the playground. You shiver slightly, it is cold out here in the waning light of the sun. One might normally think it would be dangerous for a small child like yourself to be sleeping outside on a hostile planet like this. In fact, if your father were to find you, he would probably pitch a fit about it. You are not very worried though, the base-camp compound is protected by those tall electric fences, and then you have the security force guards everywhere. And on top of all that, the playground is in the middle of the quad, surrounded by buildings on all sides. Your father definitely worries too much.

It was not just anything that woke you up though. There are suddenly a lot more people than normal out here. As you look, there are still more coming out of the residential building, and they are all holding what looks like a candle in front of them. It is not really a candle though, that light is produced by a bromine torch. Its soft glow at a low setting though looks exactly like candle light. You remember now, they are holding a memorial for someone in the camp who died. You did not really know them, but apparently some field team got trampled to death out in the forest.

The procession of people continues, all holding their torches. You are aware you probably shouldn't be thinking something like this, but it actually looks like fun all in a group like that with the soft light of the torches. It looks beautiful. Too bad you do not have your own torch to join in with them.