The green lights alert turns on, signaling the end of the pressurized chamber to the entrance of the man made eco-world underneath Nona Que’s surface.  One after the other, each member of the crew starts to convert their suits oxygen systems to hold and to release their helms visors.  Nico starts to pant, waiting to release his visor until the final shield door that separates the chamber from the sector opens, the moment he looks forward to every time he steps inside the moons artificial world, the moment that feels real, alive and true. The moment he’s feels like he’s back on earth.

  Fate streams toward Nico while closing his eyes, as if he is in sync with everything around him.  Pulsating down, the chamber shield opens and not a second more the rush of air from the sector flourishes inside the chamber, attacking every inch.  Nico releases his visor, sliding up into his ghost the moment the shield vanishes, replacing the stale created air with fresh air as it hits his face.  A chill slithers down Nico’s spine as the cool air seeps throughout the small crevices between his flesh and ghost, tensing up. Breathing in through his nose, a smile stretches over Nico’s face as he takes in the natural fresh oxygen filling his lungs released by this forbidden world, imaging this forbidden world is home on earth.  This is that moment, Nico’s moment.