The Martian Wall Gates, a Block House, Away From the View Arts

The first thing i'm aware of is how much my throat hurts. My eyes feel like they're cemented together. I don't want to die alone out on some damned survey line. The edges of my vision are darkening. I think i get up, then it's hazy. I'm inside somewhere. Is it a rover? A sar spinner? No, the surface under me isn't moving and i'm still in my suit. And, god damn, that's sigrun from north curve. Sa recalled her sigrun and rescue. She's amazing. Pulled five miners out of a bad swirl last full turn. Wait, il f**king hell...