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Saturday, March 14, 2009

A little more nothing

More nothing going on at the Desert Planet...

With a whoosh I was separated from my quarters.  I had been there a total of 15 hours and still not a soul in sight.  Or anything that might have once been alive.    I hadn't come for a Friday night Luau or a video date, so this was ok with me.  But it was oddly disquieting.   The sun was climbing  and not so directly in my eyes.  I wore shade and a breather membrane for dust.  Nothing stirring dustwise, either.  The welcome package contained a global positioning monitor and a simple map of the compound, both of which were uploaded to my headgear on arrival.  Fingering the button on the suit triggered the display and I found myself on the southern (?) end of the small grouping of structures that was to serve as a tourist destination.  What had looked like rocks earlier showed to be the camoflaged buildings on the map.  Thataway, I said to no one.  

This particular Desert World had a similar gravity to Earth, just a bit heavier.  My footsteps felt clunky and crunched loudly in the absence of  anything to absorb the sound.  If I had flown over this area during the day I might have missed it--the blending of rock and buildings was almost seamless.  There was a gentle slope leading away from my lodge. As I approached the nearest building I turned to barely make out the doorway I had just walked through hidden in the creamy stone.  Better get my bearings, I grumbled to myself.  Getting lost would be too easy here.    

Circling the rocks that housed the next building, I felt a bit disoriented as I looked for an opening.  About this time I would have had my comm out and asked directions .  A minor challenge, sure, but nothing I couldn't handle.  There was nothing obvious, no change of color or texture.  Whatever language the landscape spoke, I was dumbfounded.  After a few minutes I pulled up the guest map and looked for a key.  There were numbers next to the  building, maybe indicating a code for the doorlock.  I punched them into my comm and aimed it at the rocks.  Immediately a wavy noise eminated from one side of the pile.  Looking a bit more closely at the source I found a light flashing around the doorway, illuminating the opening slightly in the sunlight. 

 The door opened automatically as I came near with the same sucking noise I had heard the night before.  Anybody home?

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