Nathaniel had a simple job. He manned the drilling machine on the Mars colony, searching for new rock samples, or any signs of previous water or life. Of course, these samples usually came up with nothing but red rocks, but he hadn't given up hope yet. At his job, he didn't exactly do much. He simply monitored the drill, and if it started to get slow or stuck on something. He was to stop the drill and check it out. Sadly for him, alarms began to blare. Nathaniel ran over to the monitors that told him the drill's status. It said it was overheating. He quickly shut it down.
"Weird...." He thought to himself, "The drill is meant to be able to run in extremely hot and cold situations..." And it had to be, the days on Mars were warm, and the nights unbelievably cold. He sighed, and got into a space suit. He stepped into the airlock, and waited as the chamber's depressurization process took place.
Then the airlock opened, and he took a step out onto the reddish planet's surface. He had to ta