That the landscape was alien was blindingly obvious to the lone figure crouched on one knee. Even wearing a bulky hostile-environment suit, Tim Selsor thought he could almost feel the grating sand filled air gnawing at his skin. The heat was real enough. Haloed by the dust high above him, was the massive red giant star that bathed this planet in light – and heat. Even with the suit he was drenched in sweat.
Through the gloom he saw it. Standing before him, Tim could make it out only partially through the storm. It's shape was unmistakable. Standing close to three meters tall and on planet that only recently had been visited by mankind, was an almost perfect crucifix, complete with a vaguely humanoid figure fixed to it. Tim prayed to a god he now knew existed.

Let us know what Tim perceives and thinks. By the time we get to that crucifix, I want to know why he's on the alien world, and what his religion is, so I'll know the significance to him. (As it is, I don't understand. My reaction to this scene is, there's someone being tortured to death, rather than, there's my God.)