THE RETURN TRIP – Episode 61
…“Sampson, take a look at this!” Celeste shouts, mouth agape…
Celeste is engaged in a battle between depression and anguish. Her mind is filled with more ‘what ifs’ than ‘could we-s’, but this is no time for gloomy negativity; hope, after all, is all they have going for them.
She makes the effort to straighten out and fly right, standing tall in the low ceilings of Tycho, now “home”.
“Hey, we have the best view on the planet and the neighbors are well-behaved.”
She walks across the cramped lander to retake-in the sights of the other portal; however the scene is quite dissimilar from last they looked, before the shockwave.
“Sampson, take a look at this!” she shouts, mouth agape.
He is busy doing a rapid-fire back & forth with the data bank, but stops suddenly to see what the big stink is all about, peering over Celeste’s trembling shoulder. When his pupils properly adjust themselves from
near-to-far, he sees exactly what the fuss is about, with a quick check of the hallucination factor. Is it a mirage?
The very mound they had originally detoured to investigate has been cleared of its dust-cover, swept clean by ill-fated winds of change. It would seem that they are not alone on Mars, as one would assume, as a large spacecraft has appeared alongside and it is not of Earth. For all to see: 50 meters of shiny out-of-this-world metal.
And judging by what is left behind, of the soil/dirt that is, it was like it had been covered in mud; Mud? It sits in a dry creek bed, for what has probably been thousands of years maybe more.
Celeste has already donned an infrared magnification enhancement and focuses in on what are markings, to the left of what is most likely an entrance. The insignia are not decipherable, but judging by the size of the entry, there is a strong possibility that the creators of this presumably interstellar ship were not midgets. It looks like Sampson could pass in without so much as stooping.
There are vertical slits, perhaps windows, placed at various points along its angular lines. Using his naked eye, Sampson swears he sees blinking lights through the largest such portal, which Celeste dismisses as a silly notion, that it can only be the reflection of the midday sun.
THE RETURN TRIP