Long ago in a galaxy far, far away. I lived on a humid, deserted planet called Jatu. I was abandoned on this savage planet left to perish with no hope and only a short supply of food and water to keep me going. I decided to travel to to get a job to earn money to buy food. I walked past a sand dune, as I turned round it changed shape into an old battered star ship. I was so tiered I collapsed on the ground. Should I keep traveling or  stop to get some rest ? I chose to run …