I was excited beyond belief. 

I zoomed off to our moon base the very same day. If that unknown energy was at hand it would be mine.

Oracle 2, my fusion engine space capsule, got me there within 6 minutes. I couldn’t care less of the 126 staff lined up before me and I beelined to the exact spot of this red rock on my plasma motorbike.

Speed… Always being first… Getting first dibs… That’s how I grabbed half of the moon lands… By building up derricks, facilities, spacefields without any authorizations while the Space department on earth was still considering my requests for some kind of ownership… Bozos.

The radiating rock was already entrenched deep in the icy soil as it seemed to conceal itself. I reached the hole within minutes while noticing a strange green trail leaving the place up to the horizon. Some unknown spaceship had dropped its load. It pissed me off.

While keeping my balance on the rim of the pit I could squint at the reddish radiation 60 feet below. The mineral acted like a magnet. I couldn’t get my eyes off it. And I fell off the edge.

The plunge seemed endless. But I managed to ignite my dorsal turbine and decelerate my free fall. I landed smack on a stinking slimy ground. The red rock was pulsing right in front of me. Out of nowhere in this dark pit, a spike pierced my gear right into my buttock. I blew off the pain in a scream that echoed across this rocky abyss.

My memories of this instant of pure dementia are blurred. I presume that my brain, in an attempt to spare me from insanity, kept a close lid on those hellish moments.

But they still keep me up at night.

The red glow worked as a bait. It sent signals as far as the outskirts of Proxima b. Obviously my eagerness to secure a potential source of unknown power was shared by several others in the galaxy.

At the bottom of this cavity laid different galactic entities among whom I barely represented any value.

The sting that pierced through my armor was part of a tentacle that dangled from a jelly squid main squishy body. But the excruciating pain was quickly overcome by multiple aches from a diverse range of opponents.

The rock reddish radiations barely let me glimpse at the foe terror. I wished I could have been left in the dark. I mainly discerned their will to survive and squash any threat.

A hairy ball with ugly furry legs attempted desperately to climb up but to no avail. The slimy surface of the rock would send it down immediately like a dirty laundry bag. Those feeble efforts would enrage the beast and boost its reckless bravado against us.

Some translucent ultra beefy human body type wrapped his inhumanly fit legs around my neck while I struggled to shove back the stinger from the flat squid. As if it was not enough, something else was soaring above our brawling, levitating into some kind of pinkish haze… I could hear it piercing my brain recklessly. That was its defense metabolism.