CreepsMcPasta Creepypasta Radio - "NASA's space capsule brought home more than just asteroid samples" Creepypasta

Episode Date: October 13, 2023

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Goar for. Find what you need you need to It was supposed to be an opportunity for science. Instead, it brought us an unspeakable horror. Everything started out perfectly normal, with a capsule detaching from the spacecraft exactly on schedule. Tracking its progress as it entered the atmosphere,

we watched through infrared cameras as it streaked through the sky over the west coast at 27,000 miles per hour. With its heat shield keeping the payload safe from the heated plasma created by its re-entry, the capsule was able to safely descend back to Earth. After two minutes of falling, the atmosphere managed to slow down the capsule to 1,074 miles per hour. At that point, the capsule deployed its drogue parachute to further reduce its speed, entering a special use airspace over Utah.

We kept track of the capsule. and triangulated his position using radar. Sitting in a helicopter that circled the landing ellipse, I tried my best to scan the skies for any sign of the capsule. To say that I was excited was an understatement. This mission had been years in the making, and now, two years, 11 months and four days after collecting samples from an asteroid, we would see the return of the capsule,

and its precious payload. As a member of the recovery team, I would be among the first people to see and touch the capsule after its return to Earth. It was a great honour, and although my role was small, I knew I was playing my part in a larger system. Main shoe deployed, the spacecraft command team called out on the radio. Looking out of the window of the helicopter,

I began searching for the shoot and smiled when I spotted it. It's there just to our east, I called out to my team leader. Descending at 11 miles per hour, the capsule hung under its main parachute as it went through the final moments of its journey. Moving closer towards it, we circled the descending capsule and watched as it made a touchdown. Once the capsule was firmly on the ground, We then descended and landed a few yards away from it.

We were joined on the ground by three other helicopters which contained the safety team and the environmental sampling team. The first person to approach the capsule was a military officer. Since the landing zone was in the middle of the Department of Defense, test and training range, there was a small possibility that there were unexploded ordinance on the location. Luckily for us, none were detected, and we were given the green signal to approach. Following our carefully rehearsed procedure, the environmental team moved towards the capsule and began testing the air around it, as well as marking and taking samples of the ground.

Meanwhile, us in the recovery team brought a metal crate and placed it on top of a cargo net that was connected to a nearby helicopter thanks to a long line. The crate will act as a cradle for the capsule during its aerial transport back to the airfield where our temporary clean room was. Once in the clean room, the capsule would be dusted off, disassembled, and the sample canister removed

and placed into a nitrogen glove box for nitrogen purging. Getting close to the capsule and looking down on it, I couldn't help, but smile. This object had traveled billions of miles in space, saw things humans can only dream of seeing,

took samples from an asteroid, and now it was back on Earth. It truly was a marvel and a great accomplishment for space exploration. However, I didn't let my awe and admiration distract me from my task. Following procedure, Dan and I, my partner for this part of the recovery, moved to stand next to the capsule, before gently lifting up the £100 object, making sure not to drop it. We took our time carrying it towards the crate.

It was at this point. I noticed something strange. While lifting the capsule, I thought I heard a tapping sound coming from inside. it. This surprised me, since I knew that it wasn't supposed to be making such noise. However, as suddenly as it started, the ticking noise immediately stopped, making me wonder if it really happened, or if it was just my imagination. Seeing that Dan didn't react to the sound, I decided that it was most likely just my imagination. Keeping quiet about it so that I won't embarrass myself, I return my focus to my job and slowly load the capsule to its crate.

Once it was secure, we then began tightly wrapping a tarp around the capsule and sealing it with tape. With that done, we secure the cargo net and signal that the capsule was now ready for transport. Within a few minutes, a helicopter took off and slowly lift the capsule into the air. We watched as the capsule and his precious cargo hung under a long line as the helicopter carried it back to the airfield. With our job done, we began packing our gear and heading back to our chopper, leaving behind the environmental team to continue their job of glatting ground samples around the landing zone.

By the time we arrived at the airfield, the capsule was already inside the clean room, where technicians were clean. and open up the capsule so that the curation team can purge it with nitrogen and protect the sample canister from possible contamination With nothing more to do, us in the recovery team moved to one of the nearby hangars that was temporarily converted to act as our break room Grabbing food and taking a seat next to the den I gave him a quick pat on the back and congratulated him for our successful recovery Like rehearsals, I told him with a smile. Yeah, he said cheerfully, before suddenly frowning.

There is something bothering me, though. This piqued my interest as I raised an eyebrow and stared at him. What is it? It's the capsule, he said. I'm not sure, but I thought I heard something from it. Heard something, I muttered. Was it a tapping sound? Dan's eyes immediately widened as he nodded.

Yeah, you heard it too? I did, I told him, but I shrugged it off when it stopped. I ignored it too. At first I thought it might have been loose samples within the canister shaking as we moved it. But then I heard it again. After we wrapped the capsule and got it secure on the cargo net, I swear I heard the tapping again. I don't know if you heard that too.

You were busy going through the checklist at the time, but I heard it. I don't know. I'm not sure if it's anything of concern, but it just seems odd. Maybe I'm just overthinking, but the rest of what Dan was about to say was cut off, when the sound of a sudden commotion occurred on the other side of the hangar. Turning around, I saw that one of our team members, was being tackled by a man who wore a white biosuit.

Seeing the protective equipment on the man, I quickly realized that he was from the curation team. But what he was doing here and why was a mystery. Getting up and moving towards the scene, I saw a team member frantically attempt to get the other man off of him, but to no avail. The other man seemed to be stronger and kept him pinned.

Reaching the two first, Dan quickly grabbed the man from behind and lifted him off our team member. As he did so, the other man struggled and flailed his arms as he gave out a hiss that he never thought a person could ever make. Wrapping his hands around the man, Dan did his best to keep him restrained as I moved forward to help him. However, I suddenly stopped in my tracks when I saw the man's face. The man's eyes were wrong.

and they were bulging out of his sockets. In fact, his eyes looked too big to fit in his eye sockets as they were stretching them to the point of tearing. Standing there, frozen in sudden fear, I looked on with horror as these unnaturally large eyes stared at me. I was only snapped out of my catatonic state when I heard Dan's struggle and call out for help. We need to pin him on the ground, Dan said.

He's fighting harder than I could. expected, and I don't know if I can keep this up. Returning my attention back to the situation, I nodded my head and moved towards them. By that point, the other members of the team had arrived, as two of them began helping the man who was attacked. Meanwhile, another one was rushing towards a nearby exit, shouting that they'll call the security team.

Focusing my attention on the attacker, I took a step forward and prepared to grab the man's arms, which continued to flail around. However, before I could put my hands on him, I suddenly jerked back when I saw a spider-like legs sprouting out of his eye socket. These legs then helped each eye pop out of its socket,

allowing it to crawl on the man's face. Letting out a curse, I stared in disbelief as his eyes crawled away, leaving behind a deep empty void where they used to be. However, they did not remain empty for long as a new pair of eyes crawled out of its depths. This pair soon exited the eye sockets too and crawled down his face as they followed the path the previous two took. Meanwhile, the initial two pairs crawled down the man and were now moving to Dan's arms, which was still wrapped around him. At that point, the man was still flailing his arms and struggling from Dan's.

grip. However, the moment he felt the eyes crawl up one of his exposed arms, he immediately let go. What the hell? Dan remarked as he saw the two eyes that managed to get on his arm. As they crawled, I couldn't help but notice Dan wincing in pain as they moved on his skin. In an attempt to get them off, he used this free arm to swat away the pair going up. However, this only resulted in him letting out a hiss of pain as the eyes remained on his arms. It seemed like their long spider-like legs was stabbing the skin of his arm, making it difficult to get them off. Seeing him struggle, I moved up to try to help him, but was immediately blocked by the man whose eyes still released these unnatural little horrors.

Standing in front of me, and with eyes crawling all over his body and staring at me. I felt frightened and unsure what to do. Then, without warning, a couple of the eyes leapt from the man and headed straight towards me. I was lucky enough to react quickly to this, resulting in the eyes landing on the concrete floor. However, these little creatures were persistent and quickly turned the gaze back towards me. Slowly backing away, I felt that there were only moments away to make another leap. But, before they could do so, John, another member of the team, rushed forward and began stomping on the eyes.

As he did this, though, the remaining eyes that were still crawling on the man leapt on him, landing right on his head. Moving his hands on his head, he tried his best to pull them off, but their legs had dug into his skin, making it impossible. Screaming in pain, John was helpless. as the eyes began crawling down his face, before settling, on his eyes, borrowing themselves in, they broke through his pupils and planted themselves inside his socket. It was a terrible sight, which was only made worse by John's screams.

They're in my head, they're borrowing into my brain. This was mixed with Dan screams, who I heard calling out for help. At that point, I ran. I feel a shame for abandoning them, but what could I have done? Those creatures were too deadly and too horrific. I wouldn't have been able to help. Heading towards the nearest exit, I ran as fast as I could, or praying that the eyes wouldn't catch up to me.

By then, most members of the team were running away also, and some having already fled, including the first one who was attacked. the door, I allowed myself to make one last glance towards the horrors behind me. I wish I hadn't. On the floor were Dan and John, both of whom had their faces covered by their eyes. John was still screaming in pain, as a stream of them forced their way into his eye sockets, or Dan was silent and unmoving. Not wanting to see any more of it.

I turned around and ran. I wasn't sure where I was supposed to go. but I followed the other members of the team who were fleeing the scene. Eventually, we met up with the military security of the airfield and informed them about the situation. In response, they quickly dispatched teams to search the various facilities all over the airfield while ordering us to stay in the security building. As time passed on, more people from around the airfield were gathering into the building,

talking to some technicians who arrived after us, I learned from them that the clean room was a bloody mess. Passing by it on their way to the security building, they saw the large bay doors open and various parts of the capsule, including the sample canister on the floor. This brought a chill of fear through me as I realized that something must have came out of it. I then remember the tapping sound that Dan and I heard. Once military security was certain they got everyone they could find, they then did a headcount to see who was missing. Among those who weren't there was Dan, John, and the entire curation team, as well as five other personnel.

We were then held in the building for a while, as military and NASA personnel from other facilities were discreetly sent into the airfield so that they wouldn't attract outside attention. As far as everyone in the public knows, the transport aircraft that arrived was part of the team that was tasked with transporting the sample canister to Texas. One by one, all of us who had been in the airfield were examined by a team of medical professionals, stripped of our clothes and checked thoroughly. They wanted to make sure that none of us had those parasitic eye creatures on us. after we were cleared

we were forced to sign an NDA I say forced because we were threatened by government officials to do so if we didn't sign or if we revealed anything we encountered that day they said that they will make sure

we will lose our jobs and any credibility we have in society I signed it because I knew they wouldn't let me out if I didn't however I'm not keeping my silence. NASA says that the recovery of the capsule was successful

and that the samples are secure and safe within their nitrogen-filled boxes. But this is a lie. They're trying to cover up the truth. What really happened was a disaster. Out there, there are dozens of individuals walking around filled with parasites. So if you see someone with bulging eyes walking towards you,

you must run the other way.