Behind you comes the sound of something huge stomping on the remnants of your pod. You take off fast. A mile further south and you are cold, wet, and miserable. Welcome home.
Suddenly off to the east you see a small clearing. In the center is a dome made of some white plastic. As you stand there checking it out, you hear another roar behind you. Without further ado you leap toward the dome. You catch a glimpse behind of something part reptile, part robot, then you are inside.
The dome is not much larger than a phone booth, and it is featureless except for a button on the wall. You shrug and press the button…