SF Drabble #138 “Eberswalde Crater”

“Frank.”
“Yeah?”
“Where are you?”
“I’m over by Promontory 14. Sunward side. Why?”
“I wrecked the Rollabout. And that’s not all.”
“Are you all right?”
“Yeah. But my ‘O’ pressure is dropping.”
“Jesus, John, how fast?”
“Slow. But I’m all the way over by P9. I can’t get the Rollabout turned back over, the front end is dug in pretty good—”
“I’m on my way. Try to breathe normally, and slowly. Sit down somewhere. Relax. Don’t get worked up. And don’t talk. I’m already halfway back to the lander.”
“Don’t you turn over too.”
“Just hang on. Ten minutes.”
“…okay.”