Moon Dry: Sulaco

A Story by Abishai100

A renewed space-travel vision of moon-missions prompts a valiant crew to explore a strange lunar cavern and deal with a 'disorientation' discovery!

A summer weekend sci-fi misadventure vignette loosely inspired by the very unusual Apollo 18 (Dimension Films). Enjoy,

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Moon mission Sulaco was the first one to the lunar surface from Earth since Apollo-18 which incidentally was some 'unreported' rumor-filled strange dream now being evaluated in modern YouTube forums. Sulaco for NASA_Weyland, the new joint 'corporation' in the United States, would once more give sight to stellar visions of travel from our fair Blue Planet.

The crew of the Sulaco were very skilled and quite celebrated in this media 'event' on Earth as the finest of the best, and they'd be armed to the teeth since no one wanted another Apollo-18 'gossip-cloud' surrounding strange occurrences or alien-contact 'rumors' with bizarre/intolerable creatures unreported. The Sulaco was a fine shuttle as was its crew.

AMERICAN PRESIDENT: It's so darn pleasing to see/think so much media-money going into this return to lunar-eye for society!

The crew included 10 individuals, men/women, and all were trained to not only walk on the moon and explore its caves but also be prepared to fire upon any 'undesirable' creature which would generate another Apollo-18 'fiasco' of unreported strange/dangerous encounters!

ESQUIRE: The celebrity-IQ surrounding this chess-game for the United States' dominance in moon-visions generates real lore.

CAPTAIN AMLAN SATAN: I look to a success-tale and photos for media and no violence for solid Facebook-chess entertainment.

The crew were indeed prepared to become media-figurines and some were recruited from around the world to augment the photo-shootings, and everyone started to feel like this would not be in any way another 'dark-plum' like Apollo-18.

THE POST: It seems the launch-night generated the sort of lore/story that we'd not seen in the West since the Kennedy-years.

CAPTAIN AMLAN SATAN: We'll be armed to the musculature with these handy-dandy new Weyland rapid-fire laser-target guns!

EMERGENCY_TRANSMISSION: We've discovered a deep cavernous hole/labyrinth on the moon leading to a 'pit' of aliens!

These 'aliens' were no cartoon little-green-men but insect-dragon like humanoid beings with acidic saliva and sharp teeth and a truly eerie visage discounting their dark intent to engage any human explorer with forms of intelligence-disintegration hybridized with 'raw' running fears. They looked like something between demons out of the Inferno and megalith leviathan humanoids or dragons out of a dark rendition of an Asimov or Dr. Who portrait (wow)!

CAPTAIN AMLAN SATAN: These are Martians; they've camped in the moon since Apollo-18; they've waited for us; we'll fire!

DRAGON-ALIENS: It seems you puny humans under-value the breadth of your own capitalist-IQ and yearn scream-time.

CAPTAIN AMLAN SATAN: We've fired upon multiple dragon-aliens in this moon cavern, and some have perished; we must flee!

When Satan and his surviving Sulaco-crew returned safely (thankfully!) to Earth, including Rebecca, Jon, Ana, and Teddy, the most skilled soldiers, fearfully enough, Amlan was gifted a new 'vintage' car by Weyland to take the pals on an Arizona long-drive for summer magazine interviews. They were once more 'human' thrill-seekers (secure).

WEYLAND: You're certain these 'dragons' (aliens) were Martians camped on the moon and waiting for a pre-Invasion message?
SATAN: I believe that's correct; they want to challenge us with some form of intelligence 'game' or pre-invasion haunting!

WEYLAND: Strange...reminiscent of Apollo-18 in many features (for media gossip), no, captain?
SATAN: Yes, sir.

WIFE: You're retiring?
AMLAN SATAN: Yeah...I'm having nightmares...I doubt those camped moon-Martians are leaving soon.

WIFE: You never know, darling-dear...maybe they'll just lurk as isolationist self-exiles!

AMLAN SATAN: I hope that's true.

DIARY-ENTRY (Amlan Satan): I remember my high-school prom, when my neighbor took videos pre-event like TV-joy.

WEYLAND: I think that ravenous/valiant Sulaco-captain has 'ideas' of keeping this strange engagement a dark American vow.

NASA: Perhaps he needs to simply be 're-isolated' back into his home-environment/community, eh?
WEYLAND: That may be the most 'American' course of execution (ha).