GOLATAC

The blue-green crust of minerals crackled as I tiptoed across the hilly plain.  The harsh heat of this planet's violet sun caused sweat to trickle down my back before the suit's water wicking fabric could pull it away from my skin.  I walked close to a steep hillock enjoying the brief shade it cast.  No matter what filter I employed on my visor, the view was dazzling and made my eyes water.  My external sensor flared red and I froze.  With the flick of a finger a hologram, visible to only me as it was protected on my visor, appeared.  It was a composite of all the information my beleaguered ship had from its passive sensors as well as what my suit itself was picking up.  I had paid dearly for this particular model and had not fully tested it yet.  I sighed, I guess I would see if I had been ripped off...again.  The hologram was a rendering of the surrounding plain.  It was filled with detail in the path of the ship's sensor and faded to line outlines as the data was less and less dense.  Within 100m of my suit the detail was amazing.  I waved a hand like a child and was rewarded by my hologram waving too.  My suit beeped again and I saw an area on the hologram outlined in crimson.  It was moving.