The Tactile Silence
2. The Shackleton Impact
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A shockwave of pure kinetic energy seared through the command deck’s viewports, manifesting not as light, but as a momentary vacuum of color that left the crew's vision swimming in gray.
THUMP.
The floor didn't just vibrate; it heaved. The sound was a dull, wet thud that traveled through the bedrock and into the marrow of Marcus's bones. He was thrown against the holographic table, the metal biting into his ribs.
"Aegis! Report!" Marcus yelled over the wail of a depressurization alarm.
"Seismic sensors 4 through 9 have triggered a Stage 1 alert," the AI replied, its calm accent sounding monstrously indifferent. "Impact distance: 3.1 kilometers."
Miller was already at her station, her face ash-white but her fingers moving with drilled efficiency. "The hull... I felt it groan, Marcus! That wasn't a meteor! Nothing hits like that!"
"Houston, Artemis-1!" Kaito was screaming into his headset, his professionalism holding even as his voice sharpened. "We have a confirmed impact! High-velocity! Did you see it? Houston, answer me!"
The 2.6-second delay felt like an eternity. When the reply came, the Flight Director sounded shaken. "Artemis-1, Houston. We have confirmed impact on the crater floor. Our orbital assets didn't even flag the approach, as the object was traveling at a velocity that bypassed the automated tracking buffers. We have no visual identification and no telemetry. We don't know what it is, Marcus. We are reviewing the data now to determine exactly what we're looking at. Remain inside the habitat."
"Traveling that fast and we didn't see it?" Miller looked at Marcus, her eyes wide. "How is that even possible? It’s like it came out of nowhere."
The tale continues...
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