The year is 3499 and Earth is on its last legs. In a desperate last move by NASA, they sent Stanley Harrison and John Orson, the very best astronauts to Ganymedes, Jupiter's largest moon to find out if it could support life.
Everything seemed to be going fine until they both got seperated by a freak sandstorm.
Stanley searched for days and had by this time lost contact to headquaters back on earth.
Hope was dwindling, when in the distance, Stanley saw the reflection of what appeared to be a helmet. As he got closer he realized it was John, laying there, dead. Eaten by something unearthly. Suddenly he saw them. Magestic flying vessels hovering outside the small cave he was standing in. Stanley quickly grabbed John's dogtags and made a daring run for safety. He was never heard or seen from again until years later when a rescue team found Stanley's last recording...
This is Stanley Morrison of Operation Hades. I have lost contact with ground control. John Orson is dead, killed by what appears to be the moon's inhabitants. They seem highly intelligent, with ships that appear to be zipping in and out of existence in the blink of an eye.
I've hidden away in an icy cave, but my oxygen supply is running dangerously low.
I'll die here... I'm going to try to....Oh Jesus, they're here, they're here!"