The air smells weird. That's the first thing I noticed.

I don't know how to describe it. I wouldn't say it smells 'wrong', just... different, I guess.

My assigned therapist told me it's probably something to do with the dust particles and the gas composition of the filtered air here in the base, but I don't think that's it.

Maybe 127 years in cryosleep just fried my olfactory system. I heard tha...

In a puddle of dried mud lies an old, dilapidated voice recorder, the same kind that the first two expeditions into the portal had carried. Though it took some hours of drying and some fiddling by the squad's resident tech whiz, eventually, a hushed voice fizzled from the worn speakers.

"Oh good God, they're so close... ah, it started. Captain's log, entry 13," a deep man's spoke. He had a strong...

The rose in your hand

Your knee on the floor

The evening sun shining on you

The shock in her eyes

Her smile falling away

Oh, Tommy, what did you do?

She's shaking her head

And turning away

You try to call her back, you do

You drop the flower and reach for her hand

But she's gone

Oh, Tommy, what did you do?

The phone in your hand

Your eyes full of tears

You cannot believe that it's true

But it is,...

With a huff of exhaustion, Marie set the shopping bags down on the counter. The paper crinkled, and she silently thanked her good fortune that they hadn't ripped on the way back from the store. After taking a deep breath and enjoying the smell of the fresh vegetables, she slipped off her shoes and put them on the mat, then hung her coat on the rack and the key on the board next to the door.

"I'm b...

The smiling woman faded away into static. Her mouth moved, but her words were drowned out by the buzzing as it grew louder and louder...

Clutching my ear, I groaned and rolled out of bed. I tried to shout, to stand up and reach for the doorknob, but another wave of buzzing flooded from my brain and into my limbs, snuffing out my voice and forcing me to my knees.

Ever since they came, it's been get...

"I'm so happy," Sirius giggled, his blue eyes glinting as they wandered over the small brown cabinet. "I've been wanting to show this stuff to you for ages, but I never got the opportunity- until now..."

I stared at him, unable to say a word. A bead of sweat ran down my cheek- or maybe it was a tear? Either way, I couldn't wipe it off. I couldn't move at all. I just couldn't. All I could do was st...

His eyes were dark- so very dark, like the sky on a winter night with no stars. Deep, too, like a puddle on the path that was actually a hundred feet deep, just waiting for some unsuspecting girl to accidentally step in and-

The stable door flew suddenly flew open and crashed against the wall with a loud bang. I jumped and whirled around to face the door, turning away from Baldur. The poor horse n...

The thick white mist clung tightly to the surface of the small mountain lake, hanging over the cold water like a pillow, suffocating the land, snuffing out all noise in the area.

Then, from somewhere beyond the mist, a lone Harlequin Duck female came fluttering by. The small brown bird looked around, seeming lost and exhausted, its wings beating lazily to stay afloat.

Then, it spotted the lake. A ...

"Please, don't do this!" the weathered headstone read.

Simon sighed and turned away. The rows upon rows of gravestones stretched on into the night, disappearing in the fog somewhere far away.

How long had he been wandering through this accursed place? Time seemed frozen, the very air feeling still and stiff, like in a crypt that had not been opened for hundreds of years.

Simon had to have seen hun...

I built a greenhouse

For a beautiful flower

That bloomed into a stone...