When was the last time you got lost? Was it an enjoyable experience, or a stressful one? Tell us all about it.
It’s rare for me to get lost. I’m always the navigator. Continue reading
When was the last time you got lost? Was it an enjoyable experience, or a stressful one? Tell us all about it.
It’s rare for me to get lost. I’m always the navigator. Continue reading
You are the first astronaut to arrive on a new, uncharted planet. Write the note that you leave to those who come after you.
If you find this note, then it means I have failed and Earth remains in danger of an invasion.
I am the sole survivor of an unprovoked attack on our exploration mission of this planets surface. What we thought was unchartered and uninhabited was actually far from accurate.
Our instruments and readings all came up blank. We were wrong.
We arrived here 27 days ago, and I headed a 6-man exploration team of a fifty kilometre radius of our landing site. We returned daily with countless samples of the planets surface and environment with inconclusive results. The surface of this planet is unlike anything we have ever experienced or even speculated.
One of the researchers discovered a living organism on the surface in a chasm approximately 38km south-west of here. The research team did extensive testing and couldn’t confirm what it was. It was foreign and unknown and classified ‘Alien’. These reports have been sent to NASA and Sec. Defence and are classified – Level 7.
After our initial discovery, the organisms started appearing closer and closer to the ship each day. Although they are minute, their genetic structures indicate they are attracted to either the carbon dioxide being expelled from our base station, or the ships heat signature. We were unable to confirm which one.
We thought their migration patterns were unique and never thought it would be a threat.
We were wrong.
Two nights ago we lost one of our team. They went out on a solo mission and never returned. NASA are receiving a direct feed from our helmet cams, and that’s being relayed to our station. At approximately 1300hrs, O’Reilly went out for a routine exploration. At precisely 1329hrs, O’Reilly went radio silent and lost video feed.
At 1341hrs we received an a directive to abort the mission and immediately return to the ISS for immediate return to Earth and we were to do so without O’Reilly. We were not told why, nor given any other information.
Departure was immediately scheduled for 1400hrs.
At 1350hrs we lost our direct feed to NASA and ISS and received O’Reilly’s video feed from his hemet cam. Our tech’s confirmed that the signal was not relayed from NASA satellites. Video feed origin remains unknown.
O’Reilly appeared to be alive. All we could hear was screaming. There was a blood spatter on the upper-right corner of the cam. He said his suit had been compromised and ‘they’ were everywhere. The light around him rapidly got darker. It then cut out.
We cancelled our departure to go rescue him. It was my decision. It was my mistake. I got our entire team killed. And now they’re coming for me.
If you find this, please tell my husband that I love him and I’m sorry and I love him. By no uncertain terms attempt a recovery mission of our bodies. It’ll be too late. You need to abort your mission immediately.
This planet needs to be destroyed by any means necessary… if you fail, they will come for you.
They’ve just breached the air lock. I don’t have much time left. We never anticipated they could….
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