“Son of a bitch, it's a ghost town.” He cussed under his breath, lamenting that there wasn't a single man-made structure within sight; even after a day of searching, Jeremy didn't find so much as a candy wrapper, to show that any humans were here. It did, in fact, contain life, unbeknownst to Jeremy, but certainly not very many humans, and no human structures, or food, or anything else that could be considered human.
Stumbling through the thick mounds of gray sand that covered the planet of Entler, he found his way to a small curve in the landscape, a crater. He decided he could sleep there for the night, as he felt he didn't want to waste any more energy than he had to. Whoever left him on this planet, they had been thoughtful enough to leave him a backpack filled with bottles of water and candy bars and a knife, in case he were to find a beast who wanted him for lunch, or a beast that HE wanted for lunch. He did not care to know which.
As Jeremy slept under the cold, gray clouds, something approached him. Something rather hideous, covered in grayish-green scales, with beady yellow eyes, and only three legs to walk on, but also three arms and hands. This thing watched the sleeping human for some time, until it decided that the human could be put to good use, and he went to go tell the tribe about his discovery.
When Jeremy woke in the morning, there was not even enough time to scream when the group of beasts spirited him away into the cavern, where it was dark and cold and smelled of rotting corpses.
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