It is the beginning of the 22nd century and Mars is the new frontier. Earth is collapsing under one environmental catastrophe after another and the red planet is the last hope for the human race. But there are problems. It is still an world inhospitable to human life, even as three generations of Martians from the first attempted colonization have occupied the world for more than eighty years and do not appreciate that they are being cast aside by the vast colonization efforts of Marscorp.
14 year old Tory...Read More...
01 – Tory
Grey and white walls, pipes, icons marking the walls, stripes lengthwise on the floor in three colors, red, blue, green.
Where was she now?
Tory Ciarelli stopped for a moment to think, to revisualize what the maps had shown her. She held onto the metal rung of the ladder, not yet daring to put a her foot down to the floor. Yes, she’d found the hatch as expected, yes, had used her codebreaking app to get through the security protocols. And was now, down three levels, seven hundred meters from the central hub, but on this level the markings had changed. This was it, the original base foundation of Cerberus Underhill, built a decade before by machines, robots, under remote supervision. Almost from another time it looked, certainly from before she was even born.