Focusing on the flying creature, something right out of an old fantasy book series that I was fond of reading, or a movie, I drop the viewer and scramble back into the pod to look for something bigger to defend myself with.<br/><br/>Peeling up the bottom panels of the pod, I smile as I see the heavier weapons that I put in there. Glancing out the hatch, I quickly put together the pulse shotgun and load it. If those dragons, theres no other word to describe what I saw, ate everyone, then im next.<br/><br/>Holding onto the weapon tightly, I scramble out and aim it around, but its disappeared. The nearby trees could be hiding it, I tell myself, and stay near the pod. The pod,after all, is my only protection if more of those slug things fall from the sky, and even Dragons cant chew through metal, and the pod is made of very strong metal.