"From Stories I have heard, space used to be a mystery. Going to the moon? Hah, it was an accomplishment. Its funny now though because, pscae is still a mystery, except much more dangerous."
The year was far ago, and a secret flight to the moon and back was secretly planned, with many men drawing plans, and making a secret history. a few weeks later, from an unknown spaceship, launching from an unknown country, the first humans entered the vast, black depth of space, it was a secret accomplishment. With three people on board, they set off on a trip that they would never return from, excited now, they were. But in just four days, two members of the crew would be dead, and the other, lost in the unforgiving endlessness of the void
88-hours later, the first ever manned ship dropped a pod on the moon, after a bumpy landing, the cold metal doors slid open slowly, and the first foot-to-moon contact was made. The man described the moons surface in a audio log as "it feels rocky, covered in a gritty chalk-like powder that sticks to the surface. It also feels like there is a constant vibration, just a pulse, a small pulse". After many tests with rocks, wind, or the lack of it, and heat versus cold, the three men went back to their pod, except, you see, the pod was gone, along with their hopes of life
they wondered how, their ship, their only way home left them, and with nothing left to do, they connected their air storage's together, just walking aimlessly, when they came across a big crater, the largest one they had seen yet, they managed their way down, when one of them recorded seeing "...a large formation that looks man-made." they struggled to get closer to it, with their air supply low, they were all breathing heavily. Getting closer, it looked like a cruelly made entrance in "the side of the hole". fearing the worst, wondering if they were not the first, they walked nearer, curiosity ruling them. There was a loud boom from inside, when a huge mass of life forms ran out, with as the last man said "with laser guns!". two were gunned down, the last man, using the last of the air, made an improvised jet-pack, launching himself upwards, it was a miracle that he had escaped, but soon, he would run out of air, and in sheer desperation to die quickly, he opened his helmet
Now where and how the pod went is unknown, but we know the fallen had been there for even more then centuries, waiting. as they did what they cared to do with the bodies, a lone tape recorder floated into the dark,only to be found centuries later.
AN2: I fixed it lol.
AN1: HI!, dont hate, I havent got the game yet! So if i got something wrong, message me. Thanks!