The lights began to flash and the Sky Destroyer fell sharply to the right. Everybody panicked and ran around searching for light and a safe place. The propeller was jammed,  smoke billowing from the back as we began to plummet, stuck in an endless loop of spinning. The only choice they had was to crash land.

Silence. The control panel flashed, on off, on off. Huddled together, they brace themselves for the crash, holding their breath, hanging on tightly.

THUD! Slowly, they open the damaged, distorted door, wondering what they will find. They stare in astonishment as they see snow on the mountainside. To the right, there were polar bears feasting on their prey. Beneath their feet, there was thick, deep snow untouched by humankind. Where were they?