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A Short Story

Commander Elise Carter receives a mysterious distress signal on Mars that translates to 'HELP US. NOT ALONE.' Upon investigating, she discovers a human figure from a long-lost mission inside a pod, who warns her that something is coming. The situation escalates as Elise realizes the signal was a warning, and danger is imminent.

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A Short Story

Commander Elise Carter receives a mysterious distress signal on Mars that translates to 'HELP US. NOT ALONE.' Upon investigating, she discovers a human figure from a long-lost mission inside a pod, who warns her that something is coming. The situation escalates as Elise realizes the signal was a warning, and danger is imminent.

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The Last Signal

The stars shimmered above the desolate Martian outpost as


Commander Elise Carter stared at the flickering console screen. The
distress signal had been repeating every five minutes for the past
two hours, yet its origin remained a mystery. It was impossible—
there were no other missions scheduled in this sector, and Earth had
long since ceased communication.

Elise tapped her communicator. "Dr. Patel, are you picking this up?"

"Loud and clear, Commander. But I cross-checked with mission


control records. No human presence should be within a hundred
million miles."

The signal pulsed again, a rhythmic sequence of beeps that felt


eerily familiar. Morse code. Elise's breath caught in her throat as
she translated the message: HELP US. NOT ALONE.

Her fingers trembled as she adjusted the outpost’s external


cameras. A grainy image materialized—an object drifting just
beyond the base’s perimeter. It wasn’t debris, nor was it a natural
formation. It was a pod.

With a deep breath, Elise donned her helmet and stepped into the
cold Martian night. As she approached the pod, its surface gleamed
under her headlamp, reflecting her own anxious face. The hatch was
slightly ajar. Heart pounding, she pulled it open.

Inside, a figure lay motionless in a crumpled flight suit, their chest


rising and falling in shallow breaths. Human. Impossible. The
mission insignia on the suit was faded, but she recognized it
instantly—it belonged to a mission that had vanished decades ago.

Elise pressed her communicator. "Dr. Patel... I found someone."

A long silence followed. Then, his voice came through, shaky.


"Commander, that’s not possible. That ship was lost in 2047. There
were no survivors."

The figure’s eyes fluttered open, filled with fear. "You have to
leave," they rasped. "They’re coming."

From the darkness beyond the pod, something moved.


Elise turned, breath hitching. The last signal hadn’t been a call for
help. It had been a warning.

And now, it was too late.

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