An Astronaut's Log :2:0:1:7:

An Astronaut’s Log :2:0:1:7:
Update 3:
It's been a couple days, still no sign of the crew.
Our lunar facility was to put lots of recources into this new find as it was the first time we lost crew in this manner. This was also the first discovery of a structure outside of our own. Operation Welcome Mat was given the green light once the findings were relayed to NASA and Roscosmos. For those that don't know, after the fall of the Soviet Union, their former space program became Roscosmos.
Our superiors ensured us that the Russian Federation had no part in the phenomena we encountered. Some of our guys were skeptical but after a few trusted cosmonauts and some of their higher-ups came forward with solemn eyes, the issue became real.
After we lost our crew unexpectedly, it was the first time we all gave second thought to our lunar neighbors. "What if," we thought. What if they carried malicious intent? What if all this, and our pale blue dot was really theirs to begin with? What if we are their experiment? What if they're waiting for the right time to strike? As a result, security was heightened at the facility.
Now it was a matter of getting into that structure and we didn't have much to go on. Some wanted to attempt contact with the lunar neighbors, others wanted to scout the area thoroughly and some wanted to blast the damn thing open.
In light of recent events, it was decided the area would be scouted extensively first. The Cosmonauts were well equipped and amazing lunar scouts. Their reports and sightings over the years are the most detailed we have.
To my surprise, I was told to accompany a Cosmonaut for one of the scouting missions. My first hand experience with the gravity well proved valuable and I knew what to expect. He spoke English pretty well but still carried a heavy accent, when he did decide to speak.
Several days had gone by and all reports of the area came back without incident. Next up in the pool was myself and my new Russian acquaintance.
We headed out to the beacon I placed earlier near the site. We chatted through our comms to kill time and it turns out the Russians are rather superstitious. Old Siberian folklore mixed with their ancestral wive's tales made for some terrifying stories. However, "Baba Yaga," a sort of female boogeyman, pales in comparison to this, he said.
We approached yet another backlit, dusty ridgeline close to the beacon when the Russian told me to stop the rover. We disembarked and he handed me these Russian built, enhanced binoculars. We proned and crawled enough to just crest the ridge overlooking the shallow valley below.
We watched over the site for what felt like hours but what happened next is something I'll never forget. Eventually a figure appeared and we both perked up. It was odd because they didn't come into view. At one moment there was nothing and in a blink, it just appeared.
When we zoomed in closer we noticed they weren't wearing a protective suit. It was naked and walking around; again unaffected by the lack of gravity.
Once the figure turned around I let out an audible, "what the ****?!"
It wasn't an other, it was one of our missing crew. Naked, on the lunar surface, looking around as if he were admiring the ****ing view out here.
I stood up to approach but the cosmonaut stopped me. I glanced back to him shaking his head and he told me it may not be our man anymore. He reminded me we were just scouting and we had to get back. Alive.
After our brief deliberation we checked the site again and he was gone.
We are heading back to report the find, I'll update when I can.
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