Saturday, August 16th 2148, 10:46 AM

Location: Earth, UAC Headquarters, Leipzig, Germany

It was a sunny day, only a few light, fluffy clouds were threatening the Sun's comforting warmth. A small group of news reporters stood in the shadow of the tall shining office tower exchanging gossip, unaware of the situation emerging off-world. A podium flanked by security agents stood outside the building's front doors, it held the UAC logo and a single microphone.

An expensive hover car pulled up from the road behind the assembled reporters and UAC President Charles Rosenburg emerges from the vehicle. He hastily made his way to the podium with body guards following. He stood behind for a few moments, whispering to executives and glancing at the cameras with concerned expressions before taking the podium.

"Ladies and gentlemen, thank you all for attending" the President begins.

He was middle-aged and was wearing a business suit, silver trims the sides of his hair.

"Yesterday, at 4:12 p.m local Earth time, he begins with a note of distress in his voice, our listening stations began picking up the first in a number of emergency subspace transmissions from our off-world stations around Mars, Phobos and Deimos. The transmissions describe an accident relating to the classified teleportation systems established on those moons. They report that both teleporters are operating out of control and that dangerous alien creatures are entering the bases through active portals"

The chirping of birds accompanied the President's words, media staff were in disbelief.

"Many of the colonists on Deimos managed to evacuate. However, our Earthbound sensors were tracking Deimos when, as many have been made aware, the moon disappeared from its orbit around Mars. The moon's location is now unknown and we have lost all communications" he continued.

"Operations are being arranged with corporate and UAAF assets, recovery of survivors from escape pods are already underway" the President explains.

"We will be providing updates as they become available but I can't say when. I will now take some questions"

"Do you have any indication as to where Deimos is now?" asks a reporter.

"We don't, the moon's disappearance is completely unexpected" the President replies.

"How did this malfunction happen?" another asks.

"I cannot comment any further on classified projects, next question" he states.

"Is there any chance that the alien infestation could reach Earth?" asks a female reporter, after another quiet moment.

"While it remains a possibility, we don't think so"

Beyond the boundaries of our reality lies the demonic realm. Pinky roam the peaks of jagged rocks, Imp mobbed the ground below. Skulls littered the ground and impaled on spikes that driven into the surface. The Cacodemon drift through a red sky streaked with ribbons of moving energy and floating boulders. The largest floating island was Deimos, it hovers in the surreal sky. Within the doomed station, demonic growth consumes with the remaining systems of the station. In the teleport area, branches of flesh converge in the centre of the lab.

The portal opens to a region of Hell covered in growth and filled with the screams of mortals, a grotesque demon with a massive brain and spidery legs scuttles from the portal. It examined its surroundings, then walking down the ramp and to the converging flesh. From the nest of growth, the Spider-mind could spread the reach of its influence to all corners of the moon and manipulate station systems. The spider-mind learns more about the moon and soon realized that this is not a typical world like ones they've consumed before.