Touchdown · far side of the moon

You launched. You landed. And under the dust, gold.

What's in the vault was built for whoever finds it.

Go under

40 m · under the regolithNo signal down here. The sales pitches can't follow you either.

900 m · the lava tubeThings down here shine on their own. So does what you're about to find.

The vault was never locked.
Take what you need.

Eight working tools. Carried up here for ordinary people. Finders keepers.

The haul

Eight pieces.
Take any of them.

Free. Working. Yours to keep. They stack as you sink.

That's everything. It was never locked.

Whatever you took is yours. The vault refills for the next one up.

The manifest

Everything in one glance.

Been up before? Straight there, no story.

Know someone who needs this? Send the coordinates. It's the only way in.

for-the-people-moon.pages.dev

Why it's up here: no marketing budget, no rent, nothing owed to anyone. That's how it stays.

No name, on purpose: don't trust, check. Every tool shows where its numbers come from.

Every piece last checked .

prefer the sea? there's a wreck down there too