Day 26: Been walking on the barren landscape for weeks now. This mission seems almost pointless. Nothing is going to be out there in the far side of the moon.
Suddenly, we saw it. A fence. A chain fence. It was old, very old. Expert cratsmanship; it looked like it could never be destroyed.
Then, we looked up. And saw it. The reason for the chain fence.
A building loomed over us. On the front could be seen one word: Luna.
And as we stared at it in disbelief, a strange, dark figure appeared in the doorway.
It slowly stepped out of the building. The alien was then completely visible to us.
And as we stood there in shock, it spoke. Frightening words, in a hissing voice.