Denton sat uncomfortably across from the Secretary of Defense. The chair was fine, but he was a man meant to be on his feet.
She handed him a tablet displaying an image of a metallic circle surrounded by gray dirt.
“This was taken four hours ago at a secret dig site in the Nishina crater on the Moon’s far side,” she said.
“Ma’am?”
“It’s a door, hidden beneath the regolith for over a billion years.”
“With all due respect, what does this have to do with me?”
Her face was steel. “We want you to go through it, of course.”
Notes: This is a drabble, or a story of exactly 100 words.
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