The sun was up when I finally awoke and I quickly jumped out to see what damage there was to the valley. Because of the years of work and better than average success in seeding the area with terrestrial life, I had hoped the situation would not be a total disaster. Before the ground quake the valley was close to sixty-five kilometers long and forty kilometers wide with the river running down the middle all the way out past the gap marking its end. After the event, one of the mountains had collapsed covering over half of the eastern end of the valley in rubble with the river even changing its course to go around the obstructions. The result was devastating with many of the seeded ponds and most of the trees now covered under tons of boulders and gravel.
After several minutes, I started scanning the collapsed mountain with my binoculars looking for signs of any pending landslides. Since I was not a geologist I could not tell for sure but it looked as if the mountain had been cleanly cleaved down an existing fault. Aside from loose boulders, it looked as if the worst was over even though what had already occurred was bad enough. Right when I was about to pull out my communicator it was then I noticed a strange shape on the side of the mountain about seven-hundred meters up from the base. For all the world it looked like a tunnel shaped like a perfect pentagon with its pitch black interior standing out in sharp contrast from the red-brown material that made up the rest of the peak. Making matters more mysterious was that if I pushed the focus on my enhanced binoculars to the very limit I could see what looked to be a metal-like substance framing the tunnel.