Doesn’t this sound like the beginning of an old science fiction invasion story?

“ triggering a six-mile-high explosion that scientists hope will confirm whether water is frozen in the perpetual darkness of craters near the moon’s south pole.”

Instead, the overeager scientists unleashed the fury of the Moon Men, who had lived peacefully for eons underneath the moons crust.  Like battering a beehive for imagined honey, man’s insatiable curiosity would soon feel the sting of a thousand Moon Lasers.   As the massive lunar nuclear dust cloud billowed into space, not flattening out like an earthbound explosion, strange things started to happen.  As the dust poured into the cosmos in a straight line, set adrift on the currents of the sun’s gravity, strange new elements began to emerge from the caverns and depths of the rock below. 

Astronomers first looked in their telescopes and thought to see what was black ash streaming into the lunar sky.  At first the scientific community was abuzz; was the moon volcanic?  (Had we created new life, like Xenu?)

When the unmanned spacecraft following the blast failed to send its observations upon landing, excitement turned to grave concern.  When scientists noticed “strange new meteorites” in the sky heading in our direction, concern turned to panic.

When the meteorites landed, panic turned to fear.  And when the Moon Men emerged, fear turned to chaos and death.  Not even a valiant speech by President Eisenhower on the steps of the capital before the Supreme Moon Man could sway the beasts fury.  Soon the Earth would be another crater-filled lifeless ball hanging in the night sky, peered at by future inhabitants on a far away planet bathed in red dust, also wondering if they too were alone in the emptiness of space.