Moon's Downs

A Story by Abishai100

A resend for media laurel following leakage/intrigue concerning Apollo-18 yields an expression of dark thesauruses, in a (fictional) 'sport' account of Earthling-chandeliers.

Apollo 18 adaptation/dramatization. Fictional.

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AMLAN: You still want to do this recovery-op mission with this Apollo-18 rumor?

MARCUS: We're the best, friends; if America wants a follow-up, we're right-IQ.

RAKI: We get a signal about some alien intelligence signaling Apollo-18 IQ, so?

AMLAN: Well, that leaked footage about that 'lost' mission was bizarre, no?

MARCUS: There was claim/imagery of astronauts with contact with darkness.

RAKI: Strange noises/deformity and something moving around; craziness too.

AMLAN: Maybe there's a real alien mocking our gov't-funds for Facebook.

MARCUS: That's still an intelligent-signal; maybe not just noise-propaganda.

RAKI: Ha, Selfie-like (but we can go).

Our three hero-protagonist Western (American Homeland) princes of space-travel, Amlan and Marcus and Raki, were ordered to jaunt to the lunar-surface in reaction to some intelligent-communications received (confidential!) promoting a revamped interest in the lost/mystery mission of Apollo-18; and they considered their pre-mission exercise(s) something of a patriot-nod to what made the life/treasures of Earthling (American!) life simply one for the Ego and leviathan/uncertainty (Facebook-like!).

PRESS RELEASE: There's purely no rationale for quit; good reason to feel sane.

MEDIA INTERVIEW: Our three heroes are either media-dolls or confidence-gents!

READER: This might be a mistake; if that alien 'presence' is hostile, it's evil.

READER: Facebook-like (for the Ego?).

When our three heroes landed on the moon, they were hearing strange echo-sounds and drawn to an underground maze, and it was a metal-tunnel 'system' with hanging chains. They knew there was an alien present...but continued to explore (wow). Finally, they came upon a hideous creature, a leviathan of uncertainty and bad proportion; and they knew immediately it was a test to determine if our 'fortune-race' would keep such a hostile-face view simply a good secret (for eternity/cinema).

INTERVIEW: You felt good about getting there, landing, and trekking, right?
AMLAN/MARCUS/RAKI: We found everything cool until we heard strangeness!

INTERVIEW: Then you were drawn into some underground illusion experience?

AMLAN/MARCUS/RAKI: We're at liberty to reveal that our view's lunar-cinema!

INTERVIEW: There's this air that the messages to be received concern jargon.

AMLAN/MARCUS/RAKI: Hey, if Earth's the only living-planet, it's free prayers.

INTERVIEW: Maybe Apollo-18 gossip concerns moon-adjective for paranoia.

AMLAN/MARCUS/RAKI: Our mission was to create space securities interest(s).

INTERVIEW: Facebook-like (ok).

Amlan drove to the southwest and met a diner-waitress (Esmerelda) and got married. He never told her about his encounter with that leviathan-creature on the moon; and perhaps he simply wanted a life for comic book art and cinema and prayers for what he did to reflect only his simplified patriotism-storyboard (for the Ego!).

AMLAN: I got you this white auto, for cool focus, Esmerelda.

ESMERELDA: I can drive it as good as you can, darling!

AMLAN: I don't doubt that...the universe is simply uncertainty, darling.

ESMERELDA: You're so pensive.

AMLAN: I've got lots to be grateful for, for an Earthling, Esmerelda (ok).

Amlan and Esmerelda moved to Cote d'Ivoire to retire (happily); and he started penning a new space novel concept, which would be Pulitzer-caliber...and it was eerily titled The Chase for Stranger-Fantasy: Veil(s). Was this Facebook-like (for Earth)?