Lunar Surface

You decide that you’d best want to calibrate your suit before embarking on your expedition. You feel around the life support panel, making sure everything is in order. Oxygen flow? Check. Suit pressure? All good. Heart monitor? You’d better hope your heart’s beating. Everything looks all clear! You take one last look around as you open the airlock, ready to venture into the great beyond. You stand outside the lander, hands on your hips, ready to begin. There are titanic mountains looming in the distance, and a treacherous valley not far. But you’ve got your eyes set on a gargantuan crater, nearly 50 kilometers across! It’s so smooth and stark; almost like a dried up pool. With a quick stretch, you begin your exploration. After a few minutes of walking, however, you begin to feel a bit stuffy. Unfortunate, but not unexpected. After all, this is a padded spacesuit. It’s not like it’s built with breathing fabric. Still, it makes the trip no easier. An hour later, you’re panting, instinctively trying to wipe the sweat from your brow, only to realize that it's blocked by the visor. Man, you could go for some popsicles right about now. You’re almost there, though. Just a few meters more. Finally, you’ve reached the edge of the crater. The view is marvelous. For kilometers afar, you see the perimeter curve around this giant hole. You look down into it, mesmerized, while also trying to catch your breath. Rather predictably, your arms flail as you suddenly lose your balance. You go head over heels down the side of the crater, rolling and rolling, until you reach the very center. Dazed, it takes you a moment to gather your bearings. As you begin to stand, you moan as the heat becomes intolerable. You feel like collapsing back onto the ground. Your entire forehead is drenched with sweat. Or... is it? You look in your distorted reflection in your visor, and notice that the liquid dripping down your head is... your color? You try to feel your hands, but it dawns on you that your “fingers” are no more. The longer you observe, the more you melt. You begin sinking back towards the ground as your legs and torso begin to drip outward. Soon, you’re nothing but an oddly colored puddle. Unfortunately for you, the geography of your current location couldn’t be less detrimental for you; because of the crater’s shape and location, you’ve basically guaranteed that you’ll be in constant sunlight. You’ll be forever melting from the moon’s intense daytime heat, bubbling and boiling like a pit of sentient laval. On the plus side, you’ll have plenty of time to enjoy the scenery.

Melted!

You have found 24 Endings out of 24!