May 15th, 2052
We have finally landed on the red planet, it’s
completely inhabitable. We will have to work hard to make this planet
habitable; we know from studies done 37 years ago that there is water under the
surface of the planet, we have everything to break up the soil but we’ll wait
for tomorrow because we are exhausted from the journey. We don’t know what we
are going to find down there and for that reason we came equipped with weapons,
maybe we’ll find hostile “Martians’’ but I don’t think so. If we do, I will
fight. I might be a retired soldier but I’m still a warrior. Tomorrow will be a
day of hard work.
May 16th, 2052
Today we begin our task, the Martian soil is harder
than we thought, the excavator is still working, moving slowly. It looks like
the soil is made of diamond; from the Earth they tell us that we have to be
patient.
May 17th, 2052
We have reached the Martian underground at last, the
temperature down here is -18ºC, and at that temperature we found liquid
water. Our experts are analyzing it, what surprised us was a humanoid
silhouette in the distance; it saw us and ran away. Everyone is scared but at
the same time excited because today we announced to the Earth the first
sighting of life on Mars. Tomorrow we are going down an underground gorge to
inspect the area.
May 18th, 2052
Four of us set off to explore the gorge, but
unfortunately only three came back. Our friend Mick was kidnapped by those
beasts, we were walking together when suddenly a creature appeared. He was
orange and had green things in his face. He didn’t look hostile, that’s the
reason why we didn’t shoot him, but quickly he took Mick, down there it was
very dark and we couldn’t find him, everyone was petrified when we saw the
Martian. We couldn’t do anything, it all happened in the blink of an eye. No
one wants to go down there anymore, but I have to go and find Mick.
May 20th, 2052
I wanted to go down by myself, but everybody stopped
me, I want to go and bring Mick back, I know he is still alive because his
vital signs still appear on the computer. He shows some alterations in his
normal parameters but it must be the cold or the fear.
May 23th, 2052
Two scientists died today, they seem to have been
infected by a powerful bacterium. According to the other scientists in our team
the bacterium was in the water that we collected. The deceased had been
entrusted with analyzing the water. Everybody is going crazy and to top it, we
lost contact with Earth, our antenna seems to be broken, maybe the Martians
broke it, who knows?!!
May 25th, 2052
People here are gradually losing their minds. I found
a perfect moment to escape. I have to find Mick. As I was walking down the
gorge I saw a Martian but he didn’t see me. I got lost in the caves and found a
kind of Martian laboratory. Mick was there, one of his eyes was missing, his
left hand had been cut off and his right leg had also been amputated right
above his knee. He saw me and told me they were studying him like a test rat.
He gave me his database chip and asked for my gun. I gave it to him and as I
was leaving the laboratory a shot echoed through the caves, the sound attracted
the Martians and I had to make a fast escape. While running for my life I saw
an alien ship for one passenger. I flew it to our base, and fortunately no one
followed me. But when I got to the base I couldn’t find anyone, and right now
I’m here alone in the ship. I’ll wait until tomorrow to go and find the others.
I need to rest and try hard to keep my cool. An unnamable horror shakes the
very marrow of my bones.
May 26th, 2052
It is early, the sun has not yet risen, I’m hearing
noises outside the ship, I think there are things out there that want to crawl
they way in……. I’ll have to go out and somehow escape to the spaceship.
Jan 20th,
2058
My name is Chris Novel and I found this diary, what
was on it belonged to Johnston Olimar, a notorious astronaut who disappeared
six years ago with all of his crewmembers. I found his database in the depths
of a cave where we found what look like Martian ships.
The terrestrial spaceship that landed six years ago,
the “Apollo 503” was found by my men a few days ago. Many corpses of humanoid beings
were scattered on board, seemingly wounded to death. We don’t know what became
of Johnston Olimar and his crew.
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