Planetside" We woke up from cryosleep 21 days from our scheduled arrival date. "What happened then?!" I asked our Chief Engineer after a full day of debriefing. His explanation left us more than a little puzzled. Our recounting of the events that transpired simply did not correlate with the data we collected. Everything from videos, to notes, to atmospheric readings indicated we landed on a dry, windy and desolate red planet. No life, no human activity, no infrastructure, no nothing... There was no other evidence other than what we spoke of.
Everything we experienced was in fact real, but only real to us. We were in fact at the same locations as the ones where data was recorded but what we perceived through all of our senses was completely different from what was picked up by our equipment. We reasoned and rationalized it. Despite our interpretation, nothing could have felt more real, more visceral.
Our mission was designated a failure despite the treasure trove of information we recovered from the red planet. This was mostly due to the results of the psych evaluation we received after returning... Perhaps we weren't ready for all we had learned, perhaps we were, perhaps there were others like us just waiting to hear about our adventures, the real to us truth about it.
We decided to tell our story as a series of entries, with visuals and with words, the story of our trip to MARS.