The call from beyond

Frederick West drifts toward a desolate outpost on an unnamed moon of Pluto, hoping the isolation will keep him hidden from the ever‑watchful space patrol. Instead, he discovers a glittering pyramid built entirely of empty whisky bottles, a bizarre beacon that seems impossible in the barren landscape. The strange structure draws him to a cramped hut where the air is thick with the scent of stale spirits and the faint rustle of unseen claws.

Inside, West meets a ragged figure in tattered underwear, his wild beard bristling with whiskers that speak in a croaking tone, offering a bottle as if it were a greeting. The man claims he has survived three Earth years without a sober breath, hinting at a deeper madness that has taken root in this abandoned corner of the solar system. As West confronts the unsettling hospitality, the mystery of the bottle pyramid and the lonely outcast’s purpose begins to unfold, promising a journey that blurs the line between curiosity and danger.