In the beginning of 2049 a team of Teutonic scientists started an investigation to the planet named as “Jensedes-Krebbs”, the only planet, among every one discovered in that galaxy, that presented plain features of portraying life inside it. Three droids were sent to the planet, one by one, building every one better than the previous. They explored the surface and the videos were seen in the central, in the earth, elapsing just four days; a baffling speed. The record of the third droid showed that the surface was like a desert, covered by something similar to the sand, but any building rose through the spot, just the remains of an evidently advanced race, but everything destroyed. At the fourth day since the touchdown of the droid in Jensedes-Krebbs the cameras caught a being; was little, no more than five feet of tall, the skin looked strong, by a dark blue color and too anthropomorphic but with some limbs like a cephalopod or something like that. The being just opened a door in the floor and got down, they lived below the surface of the planet. After a few minutes the droid was destroyed as the both before: a seemingly “storm of sand” that lashed everything step over its way. Then was prepared a crew of humans to be sent to the planet, for trying to have some contact with the race, the ship was full of sensors that were going to detect everything about the surface of the planet, because was known as a secret, that the first humans sent was surely going to die because neither the ship nor they were prepared to a habitat unexplored yet. And that was what happened, the machine was not built with the needs that the men required to be safe there or coming back alive from that trip, but their death helped to build a machine highly apt for a new trip.

Nineteen years old was Gullveig when got a rare disease. Living in a country in which the winter denied falling asleep, within an age in which the religion gave the only answer, the biggest effort by saving her was futile, so her mother saw the girl dying, as her death killed the mother’s soul. Surrounded by the cold month of November, Gullveig was buried in a grave without any tombstone, her name never had to be spoken, but an empty chair was disposed in the dining-room every day, waiting for her shadow… Hallfrid, the fourth daughter of the family liked to stay at the outside, even when the snow painted the landscape with a deep white. One day Hallfrid saw, or thought seeing, somebody dressed with a black tunic behind a tree while she read in the forest. A little scared she decided just coming back home, the storm was becoming stronger. Sometimes she watched from her room through the window but just saw the pure white of the endless winter, until the first day of November. She was it! The black dressed was a woman, for sure! Hallfrid went out from the house but the wind hit her face and the falling snow blinded her, but she saw the woman and followed her, the snow covered almost the middle of her legs, so her steps was quickly left behind the silhouette of the unknown woman, and she lost her from sight. But this time was hard coming back to home, her footsteps were almost vanished. She heard a noise and looked behind to see the woman step before her; almost six feet of height, a black hair that mixed with the large dress, but her face… Her face white as the snow, without any expression more than the indifference of death. How did not understand it before? Any footstep, she seemed never touching the floor and her resistance to that killing, freezing forest. She tried running back to home but the snow, the snow covered her knees and the steps were too slow. Desperation, she started screaming, the shadow was closer, and in a last effort she screamed higher but the shadow appeared before her and Hallfrid’s spirit and mind stopped to feel sunk in the snow, only sunk in a deep peace, a peace brought with the kiss of her dead unknown sister.

He received a call in which his mother in law told him that his wife had died. He started to walk, crying, dying, quickly to the hospital. After some minutes he took a look to his watch, nine and twenty nine it marked and he thought that had lost a lot of time walking so started to run, but in the middle of the running he noticed that had lost his watch and his cellphone. - Goddamn it! He said. He got to the hospital and went inside it without anybody trying to stop him, and without any problem he found his wife, dead in a stretched that the professionals was covering and taking away… He started to cry desolately, and there was his mother in law but she did not look at him, did not speak any word, she never saw him. Then he went out from the hospital and undertook the journey back to home, in solitude with his mind that could not stand the pain, screaming within, tearing off within, and killing himself from within! In the middle of his way step aside and saw an accident had occurred in the street: a man was hit by a car, some feet from the affray was his watch broken pointing the nine and a half, he walked closing to the departed and understood that himself had died one hour ago.

She was Emily, a loving lady; orphan. Since she remembered this “hobby” was present on her life. She designed and built ventriloquist’s dolls. That was all for her, so lonely but always happy. When she was 22 years old she started to develop the “art of ventriloquism”, like a secret don, only for herself. She had two favorite dolls: “Delirium”, the boy; and “Dementia”, the girl. Some people said that she had inherited the powerful capacities from her mother, about who were told roily histories. Leaving the people behind, Emily advanced like nobody else known in the little city, in the country, and very soon her name became famous among mankind, but not just for her job… For her life too… She exiled herself to a farm that she bought for a few pieces of silver to an ignorant Hamish, and she cloistered herself to it, just appearing among the men for a few shows that she displayed sometimes a month. Shows that I cannot avoid to say that were very lugubrious. The pass of the years seemed did not smirch the body of the beautiful and mysterious Emily, when she was 30 years old she looked like 25, but nobody noticed that… Until she was 40 years old and her mien looked like sculpted by the angles… Never elder than 25 years old… Some shocked spectators rumored the dolls spoke in unbeknown and terrifying tongues sometimes, times in whose Emily acted into weirdly ways. Åerghen, a little village near to the farm property of Mrs. Arsonville, last name which Emily adopted from the town in which she was born, started to suspect the worst atrocities about this hidden woman while some children of the village began to disappear mysteriously. Then, a case was opened and blamed on Emily Arsonville as kidnapper and slayer because never was found any piece of the children. One witness, an old farmer of the most outsider spots of Åerghen spoke that something formless, silent but stinker went out from the farm of the woman… And once he saw it coming back but disappearing among the shadows of the vast farm. With this testimony was authorized a seeking of rescue in the Arsonville’s Farm and the lady was kept prisoner until new advisement. The sun was preparing his departure from the sky, and no man wanted entering the farm in the night, but was an order that the seeking had to be done immediately. Nothing in the outside and the farmhouse looked normal but the men opened the door that led to the cellar and testing their courage started to go down one by one. The men founded more than one hundred mutilated corpses of children and a laugh was heard like a thunder from above the clouds that covered the sky. Mistress Emily, that was imprisoned, disappeared from the map and nobody want to acknowledge that the doll in the rack, with the plate that draws “Revenge” was not there before that ominous night.

He was like a “bull’s eye”; the best pilot in the country. With him the nation won seven of the biggest conflicts in the ten years in whose he was under service. He and his airplane, baptized by himself as “Scarlet Eye” leveled down thousands of men and hundreds of machines. But he had just one real dream, a life’s dream: he wanted a truth love, a tender wife, some children, and a family. For this he gave a step aside, to leave behind the war and be happy with the most simple but the most satisfactory. In 2012 his son was six years old. A mysterious man called at his door. They talked for hours, they were old friends, and since that visitation he could not keep any calm. The mysterious man told him that his country needed for him and his accuracy. The fire was set and pointing to the city and he and some of the best “men of war” in the history was being recruited for this mission. He asked him that think about it, obviously was offered a vast reward and the promise that will never be disturbed again. Nights in whose he could not sleep passed, and he finally accepted. He said goodbye to his family with the promise that will be right back; his word. After months of training the teams were taken to the battle zone, the “Point Zero” was the source of evil, there started the attacks. A lot of aircrafts of the nation were destroyed. Nothing can be seen at simple sight but in the inners of the woods is hidden something that cannot be described by the modern science. Something that everybody asks themselves: “why is it still here?” The only answer was not needed, the brutal force was the right way to take away this from their peaceful planet, comes from where it comes. Disposed the aircrafts and our heroes, the only commandments were “seek”, “shoot” and “destroy”. Our pilot flied for forty minutes through the dark skies and did not see anything. In one second, something shined and the radar showed something bigger than the other aircrafts so he shot, and shot until the rare light turned off. He passed the position and then turned back and shot again but the light started to shine and enlightened every corner of the wood. What the human saw was a thing that never wanted seeing… Then his little wish, of don’t see it, was conceded; The light dazzled him for a few seconds, he felt how it blinded him forever, then he felt the warm embrace of the outer space’s light.

Giant clouds covering the eye of Ra A rare noise surrounds the perception Millions of eyes, thousands of wings Over these devastated beings Necrophagist creatures devouring all the putrid flesh of the race than once walked through these now forgotten lands Hordes of black loathsomeness erase the essence of the beings now lying cold on the dirty ground Nations devastated by one of the worsts plague Population reduced to filth Feeding the flies’ appetite Millions of names are now gone The grotesque feast has come These monsters proliferate like cancer led by the Lord of flies On this ground, here lie the flasks of the most pathetic form of existence Now the remains of this history is swallowed by flying insects A sad way to die; a nasty way to disappear… Lots of flies survey through these bodies seeking putrefaction to feed The grandmaster of flies must clean this world from this trash to begin with the next experiment of life, while it is prepared to be set free Here only can be seen a repulsive landscape These hordes blacken the skies, darken the days Their deafening wings call to fear Repulsion causes seeing how the remains of this race are taken slowly… Devoured by these sullen insects

The new ship took a few hours more than the previous one into toughing down but it did it satisfactorily. Nine days in the planet and the registries about the race were growing up, the humans walked through over the “grit”, as was called the mineral which covered the surface, and one day it started flying high and strongly; the storm had begun. Hidden the men inside the ship they saw and recorded that the storm was caused by a huge ship that touched down the planet, a giant door was opened and got out a horde of repulsive creatures that torn to pieces the little beings of Jensedes-Krebbs. The slaughter was seen in the Earth, these beasts were around twenty feet of tall, and six of them were folded to the back apparently for the walking, the body was thin and large but looked too strong. Through all the body protruded feet like a scorpion, in the back had luminous things like wings that made remember every color known but was not any single color in itself. At the top of their bodies lied what had to be the head, there were a lot of tongues, or something like that, around the mouth. The image of these beasts made remember some flowers in the Earth. They spitted fire and destroyed everything with their tails. Ten minutes of killing and they came back to their ship. The motion that they described was similar to the dogs. Nobody understood the reason. That was gore in its purest form. The mission continued and the men tried to make some kind of contact with the little beings. In the twenty third day, counted in the Earth, the crew saw one of these beings and started to follow it, walking as faster as they could but the being opened a door hidden in the floor and came in, then in the skies was born a powerful noise, so these men knew they were lost… They hid themselves behind some great rocks and started the storm, the ship touched down Jensedes-Krebbs and the beasts went out and started the slaughter. Quickly the haunt found the humans and made them waste, everybody but one of them. One of the men was taken as a prisoner and luckily for the science one of the cameras still working. An iniquitous lobotomy was made in the body of this loathsome man, an inhuman dissection but notoriously full of logical thinking, the man died, and the camera did it with him. The experiment had apparently failed, but the progress into finding and understanding new species was flying high. So… Eight months since the investigation’s ceasing was detected that a giant ship has entered to the solar system with a direct trajectory to the Earth… Are humans really prepared for this game?

In the spring of 1976, 27 men were recruited into the army. Then, without too much requirements, they were joined into the air force. Before the fourth year these men were working at the spatial base of their country. At the beginning of the year 1981 these twenty seven men were informed about the quest that they were going to realize. A vital mineral of the Earth is becoming scarce, without this one the life in the Earth cannot be conceived, so they are the only ones who have the solution on their hands and the key laid on this trip to Pluton. Proud like nobody else the men left the room and started to prepare what authorities commanded to do, but, one of them was not absolutely convinced; Frank Muller was sure that something horrific was hidden behind the words of the leaders and he didn’t know how correct his suspects were. At this time Pluton had been explored yet, and no vital mineral of Earth was disappearing The mission consisted in: At the same time of the discovery of Pluton was found a black bore, crossing the line where the solar system ends, near to a point in the Pluton’s orbit. At the end of the year 1975 a horrific record came from the place lying in the coordinates described by this hole, which it said something understood as “I am not”. From that day the scientist named at the place beyond the hole as “Börea”, thinking that there could exists civilizations more advanced than theirs. So, through the years the trip was prepared and today is set in the following way: There are three ships for three teams of nine men each one. The ships will depart in July 27th and was calculated that it will take 747 days around, in human time, before getting the land of Börea. As was disposed, at 9 am in July 27th the three ships departed to the land of Börea with Muller among the astronauts. And in 24 months they got the limit waited for… - We’ve got the position. But I don’t see Pluton anywhere. - But you are in front of the Pluton’s orbit. Go on. - But it means we might lose our position… - You just follow my orders - “…” - My god! We’ve lost a man! I repeat. We’ve lost a man! Jesus Christ! We’ve lost another one! Is like a magnetic flux attracts their body… They trespass the ship like phantoms and their image disappears on the dark horizon… We must turn back! - No! You must go on with the mission. Never turning back Muller. - Oh no! This is terrible! I have lost the vision and transmission of the others ships and my crew is utterly lost… Aaaaaaaaaaah! Aaaaaaaaaaah! - Muller? Are you there? Do you rip me? Are you ok? Are you alive? What do yousee? Rip me... After a lot of minutes of stumbling desperation the communication machines started to work but the only answer that these men received was the message with the now distinct Muller’s voice obtained eight years ago, which it said: “I am not”

I have told this history, but nobody wants to believe me… After a seemingly endless day working I was going to meet my wife It was late in the night, almost midnight. When I was at thirty minutes to come I phoned her, she answered, she was there, in the square, the same place always. I must confess that I am a little mad with the things about time and punctuality, so I got there ten minutes before the time agreed. Five minutes after my arrival she called to my cellphone; where are you? – She asked to me. Here, in the square – I answered. Where in exactly? – She told me – I can’t see you. I rose up from the bank in which I was sited, for she could see me, but she answered again: I can’t see you. Where are you? So, where are you? – I asked – I’m going there right now. I’m in the middle of the square – She answered – Step aside the great tree. I started to walk there but I couldn’t find her. Is this a joke? – I asked The air in the middle of the square was extremely cold, I was alone there and when I answered again the call was cut off… Since that night I have not seen again my beautiful Amanda, but every night when the clock points five minutes to midnight she phones to me and asks: Where are you?