If I believed in Hell, it would probably look like this planet. Or so Aramus thought as he got his first glimpse of the blistering surface of his destination.
He double-checked the coordinates. They were correct. Did Seth send us on a wild chase? It wouldn't be the first time the damnable cyborg had played a prank.
This f*****g overgrown asteroid isn't hiding a secret. Unless it was one of how to survive on a planet comprised mostly of volcanic rock, lava, and smoke. Nothing organic could exist on its surface. Even cyborgs, versatile bastards that they were, would find the excessive heat more than their circuits could handle. But, within the stone. . .that proved a different story.
"Sir, I'm detecting faint radio waves emitting from the large mountain the coordinates have led us to."
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