Ninety-nine successful extraterrestrial expeditions recorded.
Amazing, right? And today even marks the 100th.
It was currently the year 2043. Ever since 2030, humankind has been through plenty of breakthroughs. These so-called "expeditions" started at that year. On October 22, if I'm not mistaken? One of the higher-ups thought it would make us luckier if we were to start tampering with the newfound technology at that time. Probably cause it was in between Scorpio and Libra, which I think are called zodiac signs.
Moving on, we're on our way to the moon, yet again.
Boring. Time's swiftly gone by as various people and rockets travel to the moon. People take samples back home, observe it, decide they need more information, go back to the moon, take another sample, return to Earth, etcetera, etcetera, until BAM! They're dead before even reaching a conclusion to their experiment, or something like that. Eventually, people think that guy's research was interesting, then end up going through the same cycle and dying. Again.
Announcement to all active personnel. Please head to the viewing area as we slowly approach the desired location. Moonbridges shall attach shortly.
Oh, that's our artificial intelligence thing. Gives us reminders and stuff.
Anyways, as an astronaut and certified explorer, I shall get to work. It's going to be a long day...whatever that is in space, if you even consider "days" in this void.
"Hey, dude! You should get over here. View's great as always," a man said. He was in his twenties.
"Yeah, yeah," I replied.
"Same old view, same old moon. There's nothing interesting here other than the minerals, jumping, and other stuff, such as shaking your ass, moving backward and acting like you're a Michael Jackson on steroids," I said.
"AHAHA! I love that! We've got no other choice though, and you know that. It's not like any other company will have a normal reaction to accept space people like us. There are billions and trillions of better people down there on Earth." Before he could continue, he got cut off by an announcement,
20 meters until arrival.
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1.We have official arrived on the moon.
After that, the AI completely shut down while we exited the ship after putting on our black suits. The part we landed on didn't have sunlight on it, and it seems it wasn't going to be soon enough, according to some credible information; from the ship, of course.
I have a hunch it's just another one of those days on this blank, gray and gloomy planet.
But for some reason, something tells me otherwise.
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AdventureProject A01. Failure. Project A01-2. Failure. Project A02-5. Failure, yet again. Project A14-72. Failure. Project A17-11. Another failure. It's mistake, after mistake, after mistake. In my life, that's all we've been seeing. Things go wrong. Sparks...