"Well, I guess there's no point going too far away from the crash site. That's where they're going to be coming to get me anyway. Besides... who knows what kind of things could be lurking around this place." Krystal reasoned with herself, giving a slight nod.
Her mind made up, she leaned back against the boulder once more, simply waiting for rescue to arrive.
As the minutes turned to hours she was starting to get a bit bored with just waiting around. Pacing slowly around her crashed ship, Krystal kept glancing up to the sky.
"Come on Fox. Slippy, Falco? Anyone! Where are you?" She muttered to herself. It was about then, however, when she heard a noise coming from nearby. A rustling sound, as of something approaching her position...
