Pre-emptive Strike

The Aliens have found us. And they don’t seem entirely friendly.

PreEmptive Strike

‘They’re planning vacations here for goodness sakes!’ the senator furiously stabbed at a printout on the table in front of him, and shouted across the crowded room at the most formidable presence inhabiting it. The leader sat at the head of the conference table and quietly studied the agitated and anxious debate.

‘And there’s one tiny problem with this picture – I don’t see us in it! It’s very clear what that means.’

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Marineris Hotel

Cigart pulled up and landed the service pod as close as the safety protocols would allow, to one of the ragged edges of the solar system’s largest canyon, Valles Marineris on planet Mars. Powering down the systems and stepping out, he turned and looked back down the hill he had just glided up, to the open plain below. Sprawled across pretty much most of the centre was the Marineris Resort – his life-long dream come true. The first hotel on Mars.

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