The ship hissed loudly as the retro jets fired. The ship settled down to the ground in a huff. A moment later, the rear hatch slid open, and a ramp began to drop to the ground behind the ship. There was some rusttling in the ship just before the black uniform figure stepped down out of the ship. His arms as always behind him. He inhaled deeply as he stepped further out of the ship. A moment to allow his eyes to adjust as it was early afternoon when he stepped off the ship.

It is good to be home...