Sole survivor. His starship was a glowing ember in the bottom of a crater. He didn’t know how he had survived when his mate had not.
The atmosphere of this world was harsh and he gasped as he breathed.
He had crawled for hours, dragging his shattered leg when the two large bipeds appeared from behind one of the large plants.
Blinding light in a spectrum painful to his eyes. The bipeds bark harsh, ululating sounds. He growls for help and one raises a metal tube. Another flash of light, bright with fire, then a sharp pain punches him backward and darkness descends.