I crash-landed on JAR_334. My ship was destroyed after a forced landing, leaving me no choice but to abandon it so the support droids could repair what was needed to get me out of there. Oxygen was scarce, and the atmosphere was too hostile to sustain life as we know it. I ventured into a forest and, in the distance, spotted what looked like some kind of “hunt.” Two figures were stalking that enormous creature, moving with precision and stealth. I watched quietly, took a few photos… and got out of there before they noticed me.