Saturday, June 10th, 2146, 10:46 AM

Location: Earth, UAC office building, Leipzig, Germany

It was a sunny day, only a few clouds threatens the Sun's comforting warmth. A small group of news reporters chat in the shadow of the modern tower, 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 pulls up and UAC President Charles Rosenburg steps from the vehicle. Hastily making his way to the podium with body guards following. He stood behind for a few moments, whispering to executives and glancing at to the crowd with concerned expressions before taking the podium.

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

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

"Yesterday, at 11:12 p.m local 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, known as Phobos and Deimos. The transmissions describe an accident relating to the classified teleportation systems established on those moons. They report portals operating out of control releasing dangerous alien creatures onto the colonies"

The chirping of birds accompanied the President's words, reporterswere 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. Its location is now unknown and we have lost all communications" he continues, operations are being arranged with corporate and UAAF assets, recovery of survivors from escape pods is already underway and we will provide updates as they become available. I will now take some questions"

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

"No, 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.

"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 emerging from the surface. Cacodemon drift through a red sky streaked with ribbons of moving energy and floating boulders.

Deimos drifts through the crimson sky. Within the doomed station, demonic growth consumes with the remaining systems of the station. In the teleport lab, 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 gate. It studies its surroundings, then walks down the ramp and to the converging flesh. From the demon's nest, the Spider-mind could spread its influence to all corners of the moon and manipulate station systems. The spider-mind soon understands that this is not a typical world like ones they've consumed before.