They All Fall Down.

[masterofNone]

The wind was hot and dry and carried the sand from far away. Her shadow cut across the desert, stabbing eastward for a quarter mile. Wiping her forehead and eyes with the back of her hand she became aware of the salt crystals that thinly covered her face. Fatigue was setting in. If she didn't get the last of the monitors in place by this evening she might not get off this godforsaken rock... ever. "And, Sil' my old girl, THAT is not an option, " she pulled her shroud back into place and fixed it to it's velcro strip, "I am not going to be forgotten out here in the armpit of the galaxy". She quickened her pace as she approached a low sloping dune. According to her plan she had another mile to hike to the southwest before she could drop the fourth of five siesmic monitors. Then another three miles to due south. The sun would be down by the time she dropped the last monitor. But by then she'd have the array in place. By then she could power up the grid and if her theory was right she could send enough power back through the array to create a signal they'd be able to read on the station orbiting over head. If she could time the signal to their orbit... she'd be fine. They'd read her loud and clear and come running... "yeah, that's the ticket..."