[ WP ] In the distant future , a team of soldiers must return to an abandoned Earth .

`` I have n't been planetside in ages,'' John shouted over the roar of re-entry. 
 
 `` This is the third time this year I've stood on real dirt.'' Brian lifted his head, finally waking up. Our ship was little larger than a capsule, big enough for just the three of us. They told us the heat shield was tough, but for some reason I could n't shake the feeling the millimeter-thick ceramics were going to fail. We rocked around in the air like a skipping stone. 
 
 `` How's our descent looking?'' I asked, failing to take my mind off the heat shields. 
 
 `` One hundred kilometers and dropping, we should hit the clouds soon.'' John brought up visual. Flames licked the camera, translating to streaks of bright colors on screen. After a few minutes, the flames died a bit, revealing the dead planet. 
 
 `` What kind of god...'' Have you ever seen your home after a big fire? How the wreckage still smolders for days? Each one of us felt something deep down, some recognition of our ancestral home. We were n't ready to see the truth first hand. 
 
 That the world was still burning.
