The Path Least Traveled

By shitluck

We Stuck Together, Then You Left.

The man and his explorers thought about what the man stated about experiencing life and all but one decided to stay at the initial resting point. The explorer whom left the seemingly ill plants stumbled upon a sight that surprisingly brought a chilly shiver down his spine. Old utensils lay by some sort of barrier that he had never laid eyes on before this very moment. The explorer investigated the strange utensil; the curves of the side with the inclosed top with the exception of a small opening brought him to the conclusion that it was a container for a liquid substance, but what that substance was, he did not know. Not only did the explorer lack the knowledge of the substance that was once inside, but he did not know whom left it there. Judging by the amount of rust that had accumulated on the containers' surface, the explorer knew that it had been here for quite some time. This is what sent the chill down his spine; if we are not the only ones on this vast planet, who are the other inhabitants, where are the other inhabitants?

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