[ WP ] You are the last known surviving human on MarsBaseEcho . Something is outside .

Dr. Brown strolled lazily toward the tiny pillbox shaped research center which already had it's night time lights on, giving the small building a gentle glow on the red plains of Vastitas Borealis. Through the blue, armored glass, he could see his little green beansprouts growing, which were proof that his scientific endeavors on this barren planet were not a total waste of time. He made his way up the thin ramp to the thick bio-seal door, and felt relief that he could soon take off his heavy orange environment suit. 
 
 Dr. Brown lifted the heavy white helmet off of his head and breathed in the artificially produced air. He looked at the commo-center in the far corner of the white room and saw a red LED light blinking eagerly, letting him know that Central Marian Command had sent him a message three days ago while he was out gathering uninteresting mineral data. 
 
 Shaking the red dust off of his well worn boots, he walked over and pushed the message button, hoping that his request to get a transfer to the main research center was approved. Static screamed off of the speakers and Dr. Brown quickly turned down the volume. Then for a brief moment, a voice appeared over the thick static. 
 
 Trying to find the voice again in the recording was difficult to say the least, but after hearing what the voice said, Dr. Brown was 
 almost certain it was the work of a young prankster. Who would whisper `` run'' into the emergency frequency? Some idiot science student would soon be sent home, where their rich parents would undoubtedly find them new opportunities. 
 
 After conducting routine experiments on the tiny green bean sprouts and other small seedlings, Dr. Brown walked sleepily into his white padded bed chamber, turned off the lights in the tiny research building, and fell into a well deserved sleep. 
 
 Dr. Brown awoke to the startling sounds of multiple alarms, which signified a catastrophic systems failure. Running out of his small bed, he attempted to turn on the lights only to realize the power to the pillbox building was gone. 
 
 Within seconds, the artificial air became thin, and then disappeared. Gasping for air, Dr. Brown quickly used the last of his waning 
 strength to get into the bulky environment suit. Once he sealed the heavy helmet over his head, he fogged up the thick glass with his deep breaths, and walked weakly to the noisy central computer. 
 
 Every system was somehow disabled and heavily damaged, as if something had clawed it's way out of them. The ruined commo-center was a pile of twisted metal scraps, but then turned on by itself, with the red LED light blinking eagerly once again. 
 
 Before Dr. Brown could go to it, it screamed static once again but then clearly whispered, `` All teams, evacuate the planet immediately. Run.'' and then turned off. 
 
 It was then eerily quiet until something tapped on the glass behind him. 
 
 Something thin and black was waiting for him outside.
