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The crimson sands of Mars stretched endlessly beneath a blood-red sky, as if the planet itself was trying to escape its own past. For centuries, humans had been trying to colonize and tame this barren world. But nothing could erase the history that lay buried beneath its surface—history that had been lost to time, whispered about in myth, and dismissed as legend by those who didn't believe.
Captain Elena Voss’s boots made a soft thud as they hit the Martian soil. She felt the weight of her mission pressing down on her shoulders. The coordinates from the ancient alien artifact were precise, but the terrain here was unforgiving. This part of Mars was considered uninhabitable, a vast desert of nothingness. Yet, it was here that they had found something that should have been impossible.
A city. Hidden. Buried.
And it was calling to them.
"Voss, we’re nearing the target area," came the crackling voice of Lieutenant Callum Reyes through her helmet’s comm system. "You might want to brace yourself. It’s not like anything we’ve seen before."
She smirked, glancing back toward the ship, The Horizon. The massive vessel stood in stark contrast to the barren landscape, its metallic surface shimmering under the dim Martian sun.
"I’ve been to the Moon, Callum. I’ve seen my share of odd things. But I’ll admit, this place does have a certain... mystery about it."
She adjusted her visor and continued forward, her gaze fixed on the horizon. In the distance, faint outlines of strange structures emerged from the shifting sands—jagged, angular shapes that seemed to pulse with an unnatural energy. It was as if the city had been frozen in time, hidden from all prying eyes until now.
Her breath hitched. Could this truly be it? The fabled lost city of Mars?
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The team had been on Mars for months, scouring the barren landscape for signs of the ancient civilization that had once thrived here. They had scoured old records, deciphered ancient texts, and pieced together half-forgotten stories told by the earliest explorers. All of them pointed to a lost city, buried deep beneath the surface. Some claimed the city was older than human civilization itself—built by an alien race that had vanished long before humanity even knew Mars existed.
The discovery of the artifact, an intricately carved stone tablet found deep within a canyon, had been the breakthrough. It contained a map, crude yet precise, directing them to a specific location—a place once believed to be a mere myth.
As they drew closer, the structures began to reveal themselves more clearly. They were not of human origin, that much was certain. The walls were covered in strange glyphs, and the architecture seemed to defy the laws of physics, with towers that leaned at impossible angles and bridges that spanned chasms without any visible supports.
"Should we activate the beacon?" Callum’s voice broke through her thoughts.
Elena hesitated. The beacon was a backup plan—if things went sideways, it would alert the colony on Phobos and summon a rescue team. But something told her this was more than just another archaeological dig. It felt... significant.
"No. We proceed as planned. Let’s see what’s waiting for us."
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The air grew colder as they approached the entrance to the city, a massive archway flanked by towering statues. Their faces were obscured by time, but the posture was unmistakable. Guardians. Or perhaps, something more. Elena's instincts told her that this place had not been abandoned, not entirely.
"Can you see that?" Lieutenant Reyes asked. His voice was tinged with awe. "It looks like some kind of... hologram?"
Elena squinted at the wall beyond the arch. Faint, glowing lines appeared, tracing intricate patterns that shimmered and shifted as though alive. They formed a strange language, one that defied any of the human languages they had on record. Symbols flashed in and out of view, pulsing in sync with the ambient energy in the air.
Before Elena could respond, a low hum vibrated through the ground. The team froze.
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