Jason navigates the Planet of the beast

And as she struggled along the harsh terrain, she also struggled against a powerful dread that filled her being, making her sweat and tremble as if her life was somehow on the line.

The gloom hung thick as a curtain and she couldn't even see the shaft of silver ahead of her, but when she looked up at the sky it was easy to see that swirling metallic glow which pointed out her destination. She headed in that direction, stumbling over rocks, tripping more than once, almost falling a few times, she cursed the fact that she could not see at all and keeping her visor clean was a full-time job.

The little scanner was useless in this mess and she hoped that when she finally reached the wrecked shuttle, which was close to the edge of this crater, that the natural barrier of sloped land would provide enough of a protection to block the dust a bit and the scanner might be visible.

Felicity exerted an enormous amount of energy to go a short distance, constantly looking up at the sky for that silver beam of light —the only light—to guide her. Finally, after what seemed like hours, she reached the first bits of wrecked shuttle, a splintered door with the lower part of the Earth II symbol printed on it.

She had been right about the wall of soil acting as a barrier. Her scanner let her know that the ground was littered with objects, which she took to be more than rocks, very likely the remains of the shuttle, and if Bardox was telling the truth, the remains of Emery, or at least his suit.

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Felicity felt more exhaustion than she had ever experienced. Her body seemed weighed down by lead, her legs barely able to pick themselves up one after the other and move forward. Every part of her wanted to just sit down and rest, but that way clearly led to death. She had to soldier on.

Before her visor the air resembled a solid black wall. The swirling dust had reached such a thickness and intensity that she had to keep wiping the shatter-proof visor and place both the homing device and Bill's little scanner right against the glass to even see them. Reading them was nearly impossible. It didn't matter because visibility was almost zero. As she held the homing device up, cupping her hands to protect it and keep dust off her visor, she managed to see the blinking light that let her know she had to correct her course fifty feet to the left. By the distance between the two flickering lights, she should be almost at the shuttle—

She bumped into something solid and knocked herself over. Damn. She could have torn her suit open. She should have not been walking and trying to read the compass at the same time. She struggled to her feet, muttering, "I can't wait to get off this damned planet."

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She undid the top and side bolts and was finally able to ease the door down enough that she could crawl into the opening that would just about hold two people. Once inside, she began to pull the door closed so she could re-bolt it from within when something, no, someone materialized in the gloom.

At first she thought it was Emery, but that couldn't be. He was so much larger than Emery. The dust was intense and she watched the large figure move toward the shuttle, towards her. The guy was at least six feet... Could it be? Could she allow herself to hope for a miracle? Had Stanislav been alive all this time? Maybe this was the heat form London saw! She did not spend a second on logic, wondering how that could be reality.

Despite hearing and feeling the engines reach maximum capacity, and knowing in the back of her mind that in moments Bardox would lift the shuttle off this planet and she would be stranded, Felicity jumped out of the small cargo hold.

Stanislav was there. She knew he couldn't be dead. She had to guide him to the hold right away so they would be saved together. She ran into his arms.

Only when she was there, holding him, feeling the form of the man in her embrace, did it occur to her that he wasn't embracing her back. She looked up, expecting to see the rueful smile and the gentle, sexy eyes she loved but instead saw something unexpected: a mask made of silver metal, with an opening. She saw pale eyes and a set mouth, features that she did not recognize.

   Jason X: Planet of the Beast, chapter 7