Outside, the wind was howling! It could be heard, even inside the spaceship! Mnemon, with much effort, glanced away from the panoramic window. The red, lifeless-like, alien landscape had him mesmerized! He turned around!

Enitharmon, the one in charge of the archaeologists, stood in front of his desk, with an expression of embarrassment, on his face!

-Are you sure? He asked!

-Yes, captain, he said, it is confirmed! There's no shadow of a doubt, they did it to themselves!

- But, how could they do such a thing? Mnemon burst out; the color of his tentacles turning into yellow, a sure sign of mental distress! Is it possible? He asked somberly...

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