Light boils in the centre of the cavern. He approaches, while the team at the entrance watches him in anticipation. The heavy suit clangs on the stone floor. The chemical rasp of the respirator echoes down its passage.
The anomaly hovers in the middle of the cavern. So bright it hurts to look at, even through the visor. It warps and bubbles. He extends the artificial arm up towards it, like an offering.
The tip of the arm makes contact. It's yanked up, towards the light. Rather than letting go, he finds himself clinging onto the arm, as it disappears into the anomaly. His world is filled with light and then terror.
Paddy Dobson
27th January 2022