How does it feel to be stripped of all organic senses, to be simplified? When the sonar calls out into the unknown, will you dread the silence or the reply? The destination is predetermined, the reply is inevitable. A pulse waveform reacts, riding the thin atmosphere of this barren moon. The waveform compacts, slowly, increasing the pitch. Before you can even spark the neurons to acknowledge. Silence.

Welcome to Europa

Most sounds used are authentic noises from space, Sampled from NASA’s Galileo, Voyager, and Huygens probes, also from Sputnik and the Kepler telescope!

Loving the soundscape you created here ..
Fantastic work

104 holy shit