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Exploring the world was nothing new for Atwood, but discovering an alien race living on our planet was...

He had traveled the globe going on expeditions and camping by himself and had seen everything from giant salamanders to tigers. But when he traveled to Antarctica to take an expedtition his team was disconnected with contact and got lost on the massive ice shelf with limited food and supplies. They had survived for three weeks with the provisions they had until they started dying off one by one until his twelve member team was diminished to just one.

Atwood had lost most faith in ever getting found on the ice shelf and figured he had about five days until he would be out of all supplies and helpless to carry on so he was going to try to make the best of his last days. The first day passed and he was nowhere closer to rescue than before and he awaited the next day to see if his luck got any better. As a matter of fact his luck got worse and the cold was becoming unbearable. On the fourth night Atwood was laying down trying to doze off when he was disturbed by some violent shaking coming for beneath him and thought perhaps it was an earthquake, but it subsided quickly. Then ten minutes later he heard strange noises and decided to check things out.

At first he saw nothing when he got out of his tent but as he looked around he finally noticed a faint light in the distance just over a hill about three hundred yards away so he began making his way. As Atwood got closer the strange noises became louder and louder and they sounded like nothing he had ever heard before. As he came within twenty five feet he got on all fours to crawl up the hill, and he was now within five feet off the top. Then Atwood reached the top and looked down the drop off and what he saw was something you would hope to never in your life time see. He was frozen with awe and far to scared to make any movement, he had definitely and without a doubt encountered hostile alien lifeform and didnt plan on getting away alive.