Night on Endor (or Blood and Fur)
That awful horn sounds and you know more men will die soon. The fear is so intense, so oppressive you're almost ready to lie down on the ground and join them. You hear something pass through the air just behind your head and you know you just got lucky. You run harder than you’ve ever run before. You’re running so fast you almost trip over the trooper on the ground with the spear growing out of his chest. You turn on your flashlight.
Even with the aid of your quickly dimming flashlight, all you see are trees. Trees, trees, and more trees, and the burning wreckage still falling from the sky. But what's that up ahead? It's light! And another trooper waving for you to keep running. You and your new partner join him at the mouth of a cave. Your run in, praising the Force for the light and rock walls. You sit on a stone, hoping your legs will stop shaking. Then you see the spear leaning against the wall. And the helmets. And the skulls. Your best refuge is the home of the awful monsters outside.
Someone says a shuttle is on its way. Five minutes. Might as well be five days.
The horn blows in the woods again. You and your fellow troopers point your blasters to the mouth of the cave. Somewhere, a trooper screams.