Two hours into humanity’s latest venture in Surviving Mars, I knew we were all going to die. Like Roanoke centuries before, brave and intrepid volunteers had set off for a foreign frontier, only to find it less hospitable than expected. Of course, the coast of Virginia must’ve seemed like a paradise compared to the barren red expanse of Mars which lay around my doomed colonists, but the spirit was the same.
The problem, as so often in history, was human error. My human error, to be exact. I hadn’t realized our fledgling colony needed to be near a metal deposit to effectively mine, and now metal—lifeblood of our colony, the heart of all our electronics—was in short supply. First the moisture collectors fell into disrepair, then the oxygen pumps, and then the entire electrical grid. Years of work disappeared, as the lights slowly went out on humanity’s first martian colony, the surface of Mars now as lifeless as ever.
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