I hit the ground really, really, really hard. Probably the only way I could have hit it harder would be to put myself in a high-powered cannon and shoot straight down from orbit. God, life sucks.
Death is even worse.
The ground shouldn't be this red, though. I mean, when I fell out of the orbit shuttle, I'm pretty sure the ground that was rushing up to meet me was green. It's hard to forget something like that. And now, here I am, on some reddish soil. Very warm, too.