Crack! Air hissed violently from the newly formed split in the window. Arceus scrambled in a hasty panic to the bridge of his tiny ship. Over tangles of cables and wires he lept, before at last landing flat on his side against the cold steel floor of the control room. With the swiftness of a comet he sprung to his feet, launching his arms to catch the bulkhead door, swinging it closed with a thunderous crash. The door sealed itself with a long, quiet buzz, and Arceus slowly released the breath he had been storing all this time.

 Arceus backed slowly from the door, his heart pounding slightly less with each step. His gaze remained fixed to the door, and his mind raced with newfound anxieties as he realized his situation. The rest of his ship, his supplies, his food, his everything, now sat encased in a frigid vacuum. With a shaky sigh, he turned slowly to face the viewport, and was greeted with the vast expanse of starless nothing his ship traveled through. Glancing away, his still-trembling hands reached across the sea of levers and switches for the command jar, which he promptly slammed his fist upon with impressive force.

 As he eagerly waited for it to awake, he took a second to admire the technological monstrosity that sat before him. It appeared as a large polycarbonate jar, containing a mangled mess of wires, circuitry, and brain matter, all suspended within a sickening green brine. Being perhaps one of the worst of humanities inventions, it still served as a punishment for the worst of intergalactic crimes. With still no answer from the jar, Arceus once again hit the jar with a balled fist. Within mere seconds, the speaker upon the top of the jar crackled to life. 

“What is the matter captain?” the jar muttered in a clearly groggy voice. “There's been a breach in the fuselage, I need you to get me to the nearest inhabited planet ASAP”, Arceus said in a calm but rushed voice. “Of course captain” the man in the jar promptly responded. Without any delay, the ship rotated sharply and bolted into the vast black expanse. Arceus slammed into the wall from the acceleration, where he was now stuck like a mouse in a glue trap. “T-minus seven seconds till arrival captain”, the jar spouted enthusiastically. Arceus did not respond as he was fighting to stay conscious from the g-force that kept him pinned to the wall. The seven seconds that followed were perhaps the longest Arceus had experienced in his life, the breath now being squeezed out of him from the pressure. Just as fast as the ship accelerated, it halted with incredible speed, releasing Arceus from the wall and now slamming him on the ground. 

Arceus pushed himself off the ground and stood back up, his knees weak from the harsh journey. He made his way back over to the viewport where the nothingness was no more. In its place was a tan swirl of color that was becoming more defined by the second. As valleys and peaks became visible, a loud whooshing vibration became audible, growing in intensity as the atmosphere thickened. The ship descended gently through the air of this alien planet, and the ship righted itself to prepare for a landing. Once again, Arceus was thrown against the wall from the sudden change in orientation, and he scrambled on his hands and knees to open the bulkhead. 

As he pulled as hard as he could to unlatch the bulkhead, he felt a small upwards jolt from the ship settling on the ground. The door unsealed itself with a pressure-releasing hiss, and flew wide open to show the now cluttered interior of the ship, and a mechanical ladder unfolded itself out of the wall, inviting Arceus down. Arceus climbed down the rungs one-by-one in a great excitement for what this new planet holds. As he reached the bottom, he pressed the airlock release button with an impatient punch, and the door swung wide open into a bizarre sight. 

Arceus stepped out from his ship, and his feet sunk into the soft sand, an incredibly dry heat now becoming very apparent. As he looked around through squinted eyes from the blinding light of the day, he saw nothing but dunes in nearly every direction. However, in one specific valley several miles to his left, there was an odd sight to behold. A bizarre arrangement of sandstone-colored structures too organized to be rock formations, but too simple to be proof of any technological advancement laid there in the otherwise barren desert. With a dreadful sigh, Arceus began his journey.